Friday, September 30, 2011

Review Dreams of a Dark Warrior by Kresley Cole

Title:Dreams of a Dark Warrior (Immortals After Dark #11)
Author: Kresley Cole
Source:  purchased
Genre Paranormal romance
Format: Mass paperback



HE VOWED HE’D COME FOR HER . . .
Murdered before he could wed Regin the Radiant, warlord Aidan the Fierce seeks his beloved through eternity, reborn again and again into new identities, yet with no memory of his past lives.

SHE AWAITS HIS RETURN . . .

When Regin encounters Declan Chase, a brutal Celtic soldier, she recognizes her proud warlord reincarnated. But Declan takes her captive, intending retribution against all immortals—unaware that he belongs to their world.

TO SATE A DESIRE MORE POWERFUL THAN DEATH . . .

Yet every reincarnation comes with a price, for Aidan is doomed to die when he remembers his past. To save herself from Declan’s torments, will Regin rekindle memories of the passion they once shared—even if it means once again losing the only man she could ever love?





I really enjoy this series, but I just couldn’t for the likes of me get it to this book. So, yet again I am the odd ball in the bunch of 4 and 5 star reviews with my sad 3 stars and that’s being generous. I’m not going to get it to the story, I’m just going to tell what I did and didn’t like about the book.

What I didn’t like:
I felt the story dragged way too much. Then just when the story was about over things were way to rushed.

I am so tired of books that parallels with older books in a series. It seems like all the bigger author now are doing this and I am tired of it.

The torture was outrageous! I can see some of way Regin had to go through it. I either missed it, but I never caught why Chase had to go through his torture. Still I just didn’t care for Reign as a Valkrie going through all of this just for her mate. I guess I would have rather her fight for her mate another way.

So my overall problem is. I don’t like to read my romance where the hero is betting the crap out of the heroine (even though he doesn’t know her), along with all the other violence she went though. So needless to say, I didn’t find this book one bit romantic.

I have always enjoyed the humor Ragin had and I missed it in this book. I was hoping to have a good fun read with her and her hero.

What I liked about this book
Natalya the dark fey, she was really interesting and I hope to read about her more.

I liked reading more on Lothaire, he is really growing one me, I can’t wait for his story.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Book promo giveaway! MARK OF THE SYLPH by Rosalie Lario




Blurb:

Half-demon Taeg is desperate to free his pregnant sister-in-law, who is spellbound to an indestructible book that will create an army of the undead. He is convinced that an ancient sword can destroy the book and the spell forever, but this relic has been hidden for a millennia by a powerful glamour. The clock begins to run out on his search when an old rival goes after the book and Taeg’s family in his quest for revenge.

Librarian Maya Flores has a secret: she’s immune to magic and is well aware of the supernatural beings prowling the streets of New York City. Haunted by a brutal demon attack that took her family, she is on a one-woman mission to destroy the evil demons who did it—and any others who get in her way.
Maya is Taeg’s best hope for uncovering the sword. Unfortunately, she wants nothing more than to kill him. As he fights for her trust and to save his family, she is forced to face the truth that not all demons are evil. And the worst part? She might be falling in love with one, too.

Excerpt:


Taeg tightened his hold on her wrist until she dropped the dagger. He grabbed her other wrist and pinned it back. “Look at me.”
Yeah, apparently she wasn’t in an accommodating mood. Because instead of listening she jerked her knee up, catching him square in the junk.
“Ooof.” That freaking hurt.
He let go, hands automatically lowering to protect his goods, and she shoved hard on his chest. As he staggered several feet back, she spun and delivered a stunning roundhouse kick that almost had him admiring her form, right before it caught him in the side and sent him sprawling.
“What’s the deal, lady?”
She grabbed the knife and flew at him faster than he would’ve expected from a human.
Taeg shoved off the ground and sidestepped her attack, and recaptured her wrist. He yanked her arm up behind her as he maneuvered behind her back.
“Shit,” Maya cried. The knife clanged to the ground, and he loosened his hold a fraction.
“Stop. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Yeah. Right.” Her tone made it clear what she thought of that.
Pushing her to the nearest wall, Taeg turned her to face him. He kept one hand on her shoulder and the other on her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.
“Calm down, Maya.” The familiar hum of energy in his ears told him his charm was doing its thing. “I’m not going to hurt you. I only want to ask you a few questions.”
Her scowl softened long enough for him to assume his power had worked. He let her go and backed up a few steps. “How do you know what I am? Can you see the real me?”
Rather than answering, she lifted a knee and slid one of her dainty hands into her boot. When she withdrew it, she clutched another dagger, a match to the one on the ground. Suddenly the reason for her boots became quite clear. The woman was a freakin’ walking arsenal.
“Oh, shit.”
She kicked off the wall and leapt into the air in a flying move that Jackie Chan would have envied, adjusting the grip on her dagger.



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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Review of ENEMY MINE by Karin Harlow

ENEMY MINE (L.O.S.T #2)
Publisher:  Pocket Star 
Date:  August 30, 2011
ISBN13: 9781439177877
Genre:  Paranormal Romantic Suspense
Mass Market Paperback, 384 pages
My personal stash



Lovers from opposite worlds reunite in Karin Harlow’s explosive, erotic new L.O.S.T. adventure. . . .

While tracking a hijacked cask of enriched uranium in Kyrgyzstan, L.O.S.T. operative Nikko Cruz is ambushed and left for dead. Which means he must be hallucinating when the only woman he ever loved—the woman he was sentenced to death for killing—comes to his rescue. Half-daemon Selena Guererro has secrets she’d kill for. The most important one, she’s already died to protect. Now she’ll do anything to keep her daughter safe. But she can’t just leave her lost love to perish. She injects Nikko with immortal blood serum, putting herself in grave danger.

When Nikko comes to, he is superhuman and super pissed. The mother of his daughter—the one he thought killed their child—is alive. He wants answers. He wants blood. And despite his best intentions, he wants Selena. He traces her to a mysterious terrorist cell where the cask has surfaced. First, he must retrieve the deadly material. Then he’ll take revenge on his beautiful ex. But when nothing goes as planned, Nikko and Selena find themselves burning with desire . . . and blowing the roof off their separate worlds, human and daemon alike.


 

My Ratings:

Review



Sexual


Non-stop action, kick-ass heroine with an equally alpha hero; who just happens to be a not-vampire. Yep, you heard that right: Not-vampire. That's the best way for me to describe L.O.S.T. Operative, Nikko (aka Johnny) Cruz.

Selena Guererro is a half-daemon who is involved with a couple of bad-ass guys in the Miami area. Of course, serving her own purposes while trying to placate them. It's enough to make your head spin, but stay with it because it one helluva ride! While on a mission for one of the bad- ass dudes, she runs across her old flame, Nikko (aka Johnny) and saves his life with "Rev".

All of the operatives from L.O.S.T. are back, including the ever elusive Mr. Black *sigh*. Rurik makes a brief, very brief appearance - want more of this vamp! And we are introduced to Rurik's cousin, Joran - HAWT! Okay, how long till the next book?






Tuesday, September 27, 2011

ARC Review of Angel’s Desire (Fallen Warriors #2) by Rosalie Lario

Title: Angel’s Desire
Author: Rosalie Lario
Source: Author Requested Review
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Format: ebook – 113 Pages
Release Date: 9/30/2011
Author's Website






In a world where angels rule over humans, twelve outcasts dare to defy expectation, warring with their angel brethren to prevent the extinction of humankind.
They are The Fallen.
Fallen angel Ethan has been outcast due to his love of humankind. In order to preserve his immortality, he must find a mate with angel blood…but the one woman he desires blames him for her father’s death. As a teenager, Tayla had a fierce crush on Ethan, her angel father’s best friend. She was humiliated when he rejected her, claiming she was too young for him. Her love turned to hate when he failed to save her father from being killed by the other angels.
Battle looms on the horizon, and Ethan can no longer afford to waste time. He must claim Tayla as his…but convincing her she’s his mate won’t be so easy.






I was really looking forward to the second installment in this series, and I was not disappointed! Sweet, romantic, and extremely steamy, this story moved the overall plot of the series along but kept the main story centered around the relationship between Ethan and Tayla. The author did a great job of subtlety reminding us of prior events so you can follow the continuing storyline. I liked both of the characters, and I enjoyed watching Ethan try to convince Tayla that she was his mate. I also liked that they actually went on a real “date” during the story which I rarely see in PNR.

Guest post with romance author Caridad Pineiro


Sex

Now that I’ve got your attention, is it truly sex that draws us into our romances or is it something more?

I was recently part of a discussion where an author insisted that romances for women were the equivalent of what porn was to men.

I don’t know about you, but I don’t normally read my romances one-handed.

Sure the sex scenes make a story interesting, but in a way, I almost hate calling them that because for me they’re not just sex scenes. They are love scenes, expressions of the emotions that the characters feel for one another. Without the emotion, the scenes are somehow flat for me.

That’s the essential difference between women’s romances and men’s porn contrary to the assertions of some. Women get wrapped up in the development of the relationship between the hero and heroine and reading about the physical fulfillment of that love is icing on the proverbial cake. But without the love…

Is there any proof of my theory? Well, I know many romance readers who skim past the love scenes or have started young adult or inspirationals because for them it’s all about the relationship and not the physical intimacy.

Part of the proof to my theory in my mind.

What I find somewhat ironic in that “romance is porn” statement is that since the 60s feminists have been imploring that women explore their sexuality without guilt and take control of their love lives. Despite that, reading novels about empowered women who do just that is equated by some with pornography for men.

A puzzlement for sure. Here is what I know for myself: Exploring relationships of both the emotional and sexual kind in the world of romance is truly an interesting thing for me as a writer and as a woman and as a feminist. It requires really delving into the motivation of the characters and understanding their psychological wounds and needs. It’s about the romance and if there are some love scenes involved, that’s good, but if there aren’t, that’s good, too.

That’s the nice thing about romance and romance readers: They are quite an open and accepting lot of women and men.

ARC review Visions of Skyfire by Regan Hastings

Title: Visions of Skyfire (The Awakening #2)
Title:Regan Hastings
Source: Author request
Genre: Dark Paranormal romance- Witch
Format: Mass paperback
Release Date: October 4, 2011




Teresa Santiago has awakened her abilities to summon lightning but is unable to control her power-or her attraction to Rune, her Eternal protector and destined partner. Now, Teresa and Rune must locate a missing artifact of unimaginable power before it unleashes the forces of darkness on the world. But with enemies both mortal and magical on their trail, Teresa and Rune discover that only through sacrifice will love conquer all...





Regan Hastings didn’t miss a beat in the sequel of her The Awaking series. I couldn’t get enough of Teresa, Rune or the awesome storyline. As in the first book you get a sizzling action pack romance story. This book goes deeper into the story on how these witches came into their current predicament. I really enjoyed the surprises that came about during the adventure Rune and Teresa had in getting to Teresa’s Artifact piece. That also reminds me I loved the addition on the mystery, darkness and magic around each witch’s Artifact and I can’t wait to see what Reagan will add in the next book.

Teresa is one tuff and powerful witch. I loved her power and how she took to her Eternal Rune. Rune is also very powerful with his magic. When these two get together nothing will stop them. Rune and Teresa romance start out with a bang and they sizzle the pages all the way to the finish.

I simply loved this book. I haven’t had too many books this year that gave me that WOW! Affect, but this one gave me just that. I highly recommend this series to anyone who loves some sizzling magic.


I am give this one the scorcher award also because of the connection and the heat between the couple. I love it when it feels more real. 




Monday, September 26, 2011

Book promo giveaway of Stephanie Julian Spell Bound




www.stephaniejulian.com
Release day is Sept 27, 2011


Magic has always fascinated me.
That’s not a revelation to anyone who reads my stories. Magic infuses all of my Etruscan series. Werewolves, fairies, deities—magic is integral to their lives. The lucani wouldn’t be able to transform into wolves without it. The folletti couldn’t fly. And the deities wouldn’t exist without it.
Magic, in my world, is power, and power can be a dangerous thing. It can be used for good or for evil and sometimes the lines blur.
What would you do to keep your beloved brother safe from an evil that would turn him into a monster? Who would you use to avenge the death of your father? How do you keep yourself from going crazy through a seemingly eternal life?
Do you hold to your convictions? Or do you let the darkness overtake you?
The Malandante are born bad and use their magic to gain power and wealth and to make sure they keep it through any means possible. For centuries, they’ve been the bane of the Etruscan community and the rest of the world, though they keep their exposure to the rest of the world to a minimum.
And 500 years ago, a Malandante, furious with grief over the death of his son, placed a curse on a group of Etruscan streghe (witches). He cursed them to outlive their loved ones and to never again bear a daughter.
Curses are tricky things. The wording, in particular.  And in SPELL BOUND, the first book in the Darkly Enchanted series, you’ll get to see the consequences of a poorly worded curse.
SPELL BOUND takes place within the same Etruscan community as the Magical Seduction, Lucani Lovers and Forgotten Goddesses series. Only, SPELL BOUND was written first.
It takes place before the events of SEDUCED BY MAGIC, the first published story about the Etruscans. It has a set of characters you’ve not yet met…but who’ll you’ll be seeing a lot more of.

She’s running from fate…
Shea Tedaldi is the only thing standing between her six-year-old brother and the men who killed their parents. Descendants of the ancient Etruscan magical race, Shea and her brother keep powerful secrets that make them the targets of the evil Malandante. They’ve been looking for a safe haven but the bad guys are gaining on them and Shea needs a hero, a guardian who won’t falter in the face of danger…

He’s looking for the key to break the spell…
Gabriel Borelli is a warrior born to protect the Etruscan witches living under a curse. He’s dedicated to breaking the spell and avenging the murder of his father by the Malandante. He won’t let anything—or anyone—get in his way. Not even the one woman who may hold the key to his quest…and his heart.

Stephanie is giving away one ecopy of Spell Bound. Please leave a comment and email.

Fine Cooking Cookies: 200 Best-Ever Recipes for Cookies, Brownies, Bars & More by Fine Cooking Magazine

Title: Fine Cooking Cookies
Author: Fine Cooking Magazine 
Source Netgalley 
Genre: Cookbook


Name your cookie! Shaped, drop, bar, roll and bake, or slice and bake, they all get professional treatment and triple testing from Fine Cookingmagazine, the most trusted name in cooking. This fresh batch of more than 200 amazing recipes will inspire great baking. From classic favorites like snickerdoodles and chocolate chunk to more sophisticated treats like biscotti and fruit bars, there’s something for every occasion. Bakers will roll out these sweets for the holidays, for dessert, or just to fill up the cookie jar. Also includes Fine Cooking’s signature style of tips and secrets from the pros, step-by-step photos to help master techniques, ingredient profiles, and shortcuts. For anyone who wants to bake like the best, Fine Cooking Cookies has all the right ingredients. 
Contributors include Deborah Madison, Abby Dodge, Molly Stevens, Susie Middleton, Alice Medrich, Rose Levy Beranbaum, Nicole Rees, and Flo Braker




It doesn’t matter if you a baker for the holidays or just someone who bakes from time to time this is a great addition for you cookbook shelf. I really enjoyed the recipes I tried and I loved how easy they are explained. I also like the tips and little make ahead help, which this cookbook offers. The only downside for me was I wish they had more pictures but you can’t have it all sad to say LOL..

You get everything from classic cookies to shortbread, bars, fudge and biscotti, just to name a few. You also get a little of nutrition facts about each recipe so you know what you’re eating. A little note for new bakers, some of these recipe are not quick but if you take your time the end result is great and you’d pound that you did it.

My overall impression of this book is it will be on my cookbook bookshelf as soon as it comes out.



Book promo and giveaway of A Scent of Greek by Tina Folsom




When the god of wine and ecstasy, Dionysus, callously dumps his latest conquest, the mortal Ariadne, the goddess Hera has had enough. She robs Dionysus of his memory to teach him a lesson in humility.

Ariadne is deeply hurt after Dionysus dismisses their night of passion as “just sex” and doesn’t want to see her anymore. When she finds him bloodied and beaten and suffering from amnesia, she quickly forms a plan to get back at him. As she pretends to be his fiancée, Ariadne makes Dionysus believe he loves her. But the longer the charade continues, the more difficult it becomes to really see who teaches whom a lesson.

And what if Dionysus gains his memory back? Will there be hell to pay for her deception, or can a mortal woman truly win a god’s love?





Chapter One

 “You may kiss the bride!”
Dionysus watched as his best friend, Triton, the God of Seafarers and Sailors, drew the lovely Sophia into his embrace and kissed her for longer than was decent at a wedding, particularly one at which half of Olympus was assembled. If he held her any tighter, her white flowing gown of pure silk would wrinkle beyond repair and be ruined forever, but neither of the two newlyweds seemed to care or even notice.
Even Dio was taken in by the picture: Triton’s blond hair and sun-kissed skin contrasted against Sophia’s long, dark hair, and while the two lovers looked like opposites, Dio knew they complemented each other perfectly.
More than one throat cleared before Triton—rather reluctantly—removed his lips from his wife’s and winked at Dio. It appeared that despite the fact that his once philandering friend was now one-hundred-percent monogamous, he hadn’t lost his sense of humor and his passion.
At least Dionysus could be sure that his friend would be happy albeit the golden cage he’d just allowed the mortal priest to lock him into. By the looks of it, Triton didn’t mind one bit. Dio shook his head and glanced at the guests who now filed past the couple one by one to express their well-wishes. As Best Man, he remained standing next to Triton, in equal parts happy and sad—happy to know that his friend had found true love, yet sad for himself to have lost his position as best friend. Sophia was Triton’s best friend now.
Sophia’s mansion had been decked out for the wedding; no expense had been spared. Not even on Olympus, the event could have been any more extravagant. The opulent house she’d inherited from her aunt and turned into a B&B to pay the inheritance taxes lent itself to affairs like this. The dining room with its fourteen foot ceiling had been cleared to accommodate the many guests present for the ceremony. The adjoining living area, which was as large as a ballroom, stood waiting with a most sumptuous buffet of the finest delicacies and some even more enticing waitresses. Flowers adorned the entire house inside and out, and the scent of roses and jasmine permeated throughout the building.
Dio watched patiently as Poseidon and Amphitrite, Triton’s parents, hugged their son and new daughter-in-law, both of them fairly beaming with pride. Even Orion, Triton’s half-brother behaved in a civil way, shaking hands rather amicably. It appeared that now that Triton didn’t represent competition for female attention anymore, Orion felt no animosity toward his sibling.
When Zeus approached, Dionysus stiffened in concert with Triton. In his designer tuxedo, diamond-studded cufflinks, and Italian dress shoes, Zeus looked like a playboy ripped from the pages of GQ Magazine: smoldering hot, powerful, and looking not a day over thirty-five. His five o’clock shadow added an air of danger, one every woman of the wedding party should head, but wouldn’t because of Zeus’ overwhelming charm.
The God of Gods congratulated the young couple and kissed Sophia on the cheek. Triton’s tension radiated outward like an ocean wave, making Dio physically aware of his friend’s possessiveness. It could be endearing at times, but at this moment, it wouldn’t be prudent to act on it. Dio put a hand on his friend’s arm, cautioning him not to do anything rash, even though he understood his friend only too well: Dio’s no-good father was well known for his love of beautiful women, and not even the presence of Hera, his head-strong wife, assured that Zeus kept his paws to himself. But hopefully he had enough sense not to make a pass at a new bride.
However, just to make sure, Dio felt the need to steer Zeus’ attention into another direction. “Father.” He nodded curtly when he caught his father’s eye. “I see you brought your wife. How nice of you.”
The narrowing of Zeus’ eyes confirmed that he didn’t like to be reminded of Hera. “Your stepmother has a way of wringing invitations out of unsuspecting people.” He shot a glance at Sophia, who had the good sense to smile, a charming, sweet smile not even Zeus seemed to be able to have any protection against.
“I thought it only appropriate to invite her. She seems such a nice woman. And after all, we’re all related,” Sophia chirped good-naturedly.
Dio refrained from rolling his eyes and noticed that the cords in his father’s neck bulged, attesting to the restraint it took him not to blow up and unleash his vile temper.
“Indeed, my dear Sophia,” Zeus ground out instead.
The knowledge that Hera’s presence at the wedding cramped Zeus’ style made Dio feel almost giddy. Anything or anybody who pissed his father off was welcome. And that included his wicked stepmother.
“One big, happy family!” Dio grinned back at Sophia before he caught a movement in the corner of his eye and turned. “Ah, if that’s not the person we’re talking about.” Just because he was glad that Hera’s presence annoyed Zeus, however, didn’t mean that he wanted to spend any time with her. Because if anybody had a chance at ranking higher on Dio’s shit-o-meter than his father, Hera sure put a good run in at that race, fighting for first place with her incorrigible husband.
Dressed in a figure-hugging long, red dress, her long dark hair draped high on her head, Hera arched an eyebrow before she nudged Zeus aside and hugged Sophia. She was beautiful, he had to grant his father that concession. But even Dio, who was no more interested in love and affection than a street vendor enjoyed a thunderstorm raining down on his goods, liked beauty with a hint of warmth. Yet, Hera’s beauty was all ice: cold—with a chance of hail.
“Congratulations, my dear. You could have done much worse than Triton.” Hera made a pause, tossing Dio a sideways glance, a sure indication that a wicked remark was in the making. “Be glad you didn’t fall for Dionysus.”
Before Dio could muster a comeback, Triton took Hera’s hand and kissed the back of it. “I’m pleased you approve.” The twinkle in his eyes couldn’t be denied, proving that his friend was too deliriously happy to have noticed Hera’s backhanded stab at Dio.
“Of your bride, I approve,” she answered pointedly. “Your choice of Best Man leaves much to be desired. Defeats the purpose of best man, doesn’t it? Best at philandering maybe, even though I believe that title belongs to his father.”
“Ouch, you wound me, Hera,” Dio countered, clutching his hand to his chest as if suffering a heart attack. Not that she was too far off the mark. He wasn’t any better when it came to relationships than Zeus. Cut from the same bone, thigh bone to be precise. But he needed no reminder of who or what he was. “Will you excuse me? It appears I need to practice since my qualifications as the number one philanderer are being put into question.”
He ignored Hera’s thinned lips and wasn’t even remotely interested in Zeus’ reaction. He simply shrugged when Triton shook his head.
Yet Sophia gave him a charming smile. “The bar is open,” she hinted.
Bless her for her understanding, because as sure as the sun rose every day, two minutes in the presence of his father and his stepmother dried out his throat like a sandstorm in the Sahara.
Dio headed for the living room, where a bar had been set up at one end, and ignored the buffet tables on which deliciously looking hors d’oeuvres played neighbor to lavish flower arrangements. Soon, the guests would descend on the food like locusts onto a field of corn albeit with less grace and manners. He gestured to the bartender to pour him a glass of Zin. He wasn’t the God of Wine for nothing. Because if Dio knew one thing, it was his wine.
He took the proffered glass and swallowed away the remnants of his conversation with Hera and his father.
“Who’s pissed into your wine?” Eros asked, slapping him on the back of his expensive three-piece Armani suit, most likely imprinting a permanent crease with his powerful hand.
Dionysus swiveled and glared at the God of Love—just the person he wanted to see right now—not! At least Eros had had the decency to leave his bow and quiver at home and looked almost at ease in his elegant grey suit. Zeus had warned that whoever gave any indication to the assembled mortals that half the guests were Gods and other immortal creatures, would be punished severely. And his father knew something about punishment.
“Piss off!”
Another slap on his shoulder announced the arrival of Hermes, the Messenger God. “Envious?” he prompted, motioning his head into Triton’s direction.
Dio jerked his gaze toward Hermes. “Of a golden cage? Think again.”
“Triton doesn’t see it as a cage.” Eros had the audacity to exchange a smirk with Hermes.
“He looks positively happy,” Hermes added. “Whereas you look like you’re drinking vinegar.” He waved to the bartender. “A glass of red, just not the same he’s having.”
“The wine is perfectly fine. It’s the company that stinks.”
Eros took a step closer. “You wouldn’t be talking about your two best friends here, would you now? Or are you in the mood for a fight?”
Maybe that was what he needed, a good bar brawl to feel like himself again. The last few weeks, helping Triton and Sophia with the arrangements for their wedding, had taken their toll. But as Best Man, he’d felt obligated to chip in and take certain errands off Triton’s hands—such as handling the guest list for the Immortals and smoothing over bruised egos. But not even he had been able to prevent Sophia’s invitation from reaching Hera.
“If I knew you’d be fighting fair, I’d love a quick hand-to-hand.”
Eros lifted his hands in a show of surrender. “Moi? Not fighting fair?” Then he looked at Hermes. “Have you ever heard of such a thing?”
Despite himself, Dio had to grin. Hermes joined in laughter a second later. And just like that, Dio’s bad mood was gone. His friends could do that to him. That’s why he loved them. It was just a shame that they’d see so much less of Triton now that he resided in the—admittedly very charming—city of Charleston. Even Dio had a little bachelor pad here that he used on occasion, that’s how much he liked the city and the many bars. It wouldn’t be too much of a hardship to visit Triton from time to time. So, maybe very little would change after all.
“Did you notice the lovely redhead in the crowd?” Hermes asked.
“Francesca? She’s Sophia’s best friend. But don’t bother.” Dio took a big gulp of his wine.
“You think I have no chance?”
“Depends on the competition.” Dio loved needling his half-brother.
Hermes grinned. “If you’re the competition, then I’m home free.”
Eros laughed. “I’m happy to play umpire.”
Dio waved his friends off. “I’m not interested in her, but you go right ahead and compete with Zeus.”
Hermes deflated as if somebody had stuck a pin into a balloon. “That’s just so unfair. Why does he always get first dibs?”
“He doesn’t always,” Dio interrupted and smiled to himself. The delectable morsel he’d chosen for himself hadn’t entered Zeus periphery yet, and if Dio could help it, his father would never set eyes on her, at least not until Dio was done with her.
“Which means exactly what?” Hermes challenged.
Eros graced him with a knowing glance. “It appears our dear friend has found a victim that has so far escaped Zeus’ eye.”
Dio winked at the God of Love. “And that’s all I’m saying.”
“Who is she? Is she here?” Hermes asked, eagerly craning his neck to survey the crowd that had already poured into the living room and was now jostling for position in line for the buffet.
“Do I look stupid enough to choose somebody from the wedding party when I know for certain Zeus will lay claim to her as soon as he sees her?”
“Ah, so maybe one of the waitresses?” Eros interjected.
“Same difference. Once Zeus lays eyes on her, not even Francesca’s beauty can keep him from going for my girl.” Not that she was his girl yet. The lovely Ariadne had so far resisted his advances and only allowed a few chaste kisses, claiming she wanted to get to know him first. Just like Dio wanted to know her—in a biblical kind of way.
“Your girl? Dio, you wouldn’t by any chance have given up your one-night-only rule?” Hermes gave him a you’re-shitting-me look.
Dio instantly shook off the thought. “Don’t be ridiculous! Do you see me walking down the aisle anytime soon? As soon as I’ve had her, I’ll let her loose. My weeks of wining and dining her will pay off tonight.”
Eros laid his hand on Dio’s forearm. “Hold it. Are you telling me that you haven’t fucked her yet?”
Dio swallowed hard. Admitting to his friends that he hadn’t gotten a woman into his bed on the first try was like admitting to a monumental defeat. “I’m enjoying the chase.” Which wasn’t entirely untrue. Seducing Ariadne slowly had its charm.
Hermes broke out in hearty laughter. “Finally a woman who doesn’t drop her panties the moment you crook your finger.”
Anger churned up in Dio. “Believe me, she will drop her panties tonight, or I’m through with her.”
“Sounds like a dare.” Eros lifted his glass in mock-toast.
“It’s a fact!” Tonight, Ariadne would surrender to him. He’d sink into her sweet heat and finally unleash his passion on her, take her to heights she’d never known before, and make her beg for more. And then he’d do it again until the sun rose. Because once the night was over, he’d leave, sated and done with the inexplicable draw she had on him. It was that draw that had compelled him to start dating her when he never dated. All he usually had were one-night-stands. It was different with Ariadne. For two weeks now, they’d played their little game, gone out for dinners and dances, yet she’d always stopped him when he wanted to go further. With any other woman, he’d have stopped his pursuit and moved onto the next, not willing to waste his time any longer. But Ariadne held his attention.
He stared at his two friends. “Tonight she’ll be mine. And tomorrow I’ll be moving on to the next one.” He raised his glass. “Mark my words.”
As he toasted to his friends, his gaze strayed into the distance and collided with Hera’s. The glower in her icy-blue eyes confirmed that she’d heard each and every word of his conversation with his friends. The Mother Goddess wasn’t pleased.

End of Excerpt.
Copyright 2011 Tina Folsom

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ARC Spell Bound (Darkly Enchanted) by Stephanie Julian

Title  Spell Bound (Darkly Enchanted)
Author Stephanie Julian
Source: Requested review
Genre: Paranormal romance- Magic
Length: 158 pgs
Release date: Sept. 27, 2011




She’s running from fate…

Shea Tedaldi is the only thing standing between her six-year-old brother and the men who killed their parents. Descendents of the ancient Etruscan magical race, Shea and her brother keep powerful secrets that make them the targets of the evil Malandante. They’ve been looking for a safe haven but the bad guys are gaining on them and Shea needs a hero, a guardian who won’t falter in the face of danger…

He’s looking for the key to break the spell…

Gabriel Borelli is a warrior born to protect the Etruscan witches living under a curse. He’s dedicated to breaking the spell and avenging the murder of his father by the Malandante. He won’t let anything—or anyone—get in his way. Not even the one woman who may hold the key to his quest…and his heart.







Stephanie Julian sets up a magical world that will leave you wanting more. But I have to admit I was confused (I say this was totally my fault somehow) for the first 2 chapters as I keep plugging along I found things were falling in place and then I couldn’t get enough. I found a great story along with a great romance. There were a couple of things that stood out. One was Stephanie packed a lot in for 158 pgs. The other was this is not a quick romance as you see in these shorter books. No, these two set a slow pace and it ended up making a better read all the way around for me. 


I enjoyed reading the characters and I loved the tension between Shea and Gabriel. One holds the key to break a spell while the other holds the key to open a heart. 


I loved the magic and the way Stephanie brought the events back around from the prologue, plus added some surprises in.


 If your one who has never tried Stephanie’s books this would be a great start. You might just find yourself another author that you can’t get enough of. I can’t wait to see what comes next….



Review of THE CHASE by Erin McCarthy

THE CHASE (Fast Track #4)
Erin McCarthy
Publisher: Berkley Sensation
Date: April 5, 2011
ISBN: 9780425240144
Contemporary Romance
Mass Market Paperback, 280 pages
Borrowed from the library




Kendall Holbrook is determined to make it to the top, even with the challenge of being a woman on the male-dominated racing circuit. She doesn't have time for romance-especially not with racing rival Evan Monroe, the man who nearly crushed her dream years ago. Tricked into meeting him, Kendall is experiencing all those old feelings again-and she can't deny that they still have enough chemistry to set fire to the track.



My Ratings:

Review



Sexual



I just plain liked this book! Second chance at love - damn good story and the sex was HAWT!!! Two people that flat out love each other; can't get enough of one another; even time doesn't diminish their love.

I loved the writing in THE CHASE. It didn't drag, there was never a dull moment, and the snappy dialogue is awesome! For instance, this little scene with Kendall and her mother during the Easter dinner:

"But you're denying yourself so much, sweetheart. I mean, you haven't even had a boyfriend in several years. Think of all you're missing."

Wanting to bring a halt to the conversation, Kendall hit on a perfect way to appall her mother, especially since every adult family member was seated around the table. "Don't worry, I'm still having sex. I don't need a boyfriend to do that."

Her brother-in-law guffawed. Her father set his fork down with a clank. Her sisters both looked amused.

And her mother looked like horns had shot out of Kendall's head. "Kendall! Good Lord, I can't believe you said that in front of the baby."

Little Jocelyn was six months old and didn't even know where her nose was. Kendall doubted she was being potentially scarred or morally compromised.

Evan and Kendall are perfect together. And you don't need to know a thing about racing or NASCAR to read and ENJOY this book. Even the wrench Ms. McCarthy throws in near the end couldn't sway me from liking this story. After all, those types of things do tend to happen.

Now, I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of Diesel Lange in SLOW RIDE.




Sunday, September 25, 2011

Review Of "Spencer" By Kathi S. Barton

Title: SPENCER (THE GRANT BROTHERS #3)
Author: Kathi S. Barton
Genre: Erotic Suspense
Format: ebook - 245 pages
Release Date: 8/22/11
Author's Website




Caitlynne O’Malley is a great detective in Chicago .And a clean one. But her partner wasn’t and nearly killed her because of it. So she goes home to recuperate and to stay with her beloved Uncle and Aunt in Ohio. While there she has to save little Meggie Grant from certain death from a speeding truck, and Cait ends up hurting herself again. When she ends up at the hospital from her injuries she meets Meggie’s daddy, Spencer Grant. And the sparks immediately start to fly. Spencer has a home with his little girl, a wonderful intrusive family that he loves, and a job that makes him happy. Not only is he not intimidated by the gun toting cop, he finds himself oddly attracted to the beautiful woman. But Cait has vowed to never let herself fall in love. But when she is being hunted, her family makes a choice – live or die to protect Caddy-did and the little girl they've grown to love too. When Meggie is taken, Cait only has one chance to save her for Spencer, get her back to him at any cost. Cait has made a promise and is determined to keep it. Even at the cost of everything she loves. O'Malley has a love that defies everything. But is it enough? Meggie loves the hard-hearted woman, but can Cait love her in return?






MY REVIEW
I really enjoyed this story. It kept me on the edge of my seat, and I had no idea of what was going to happen next. I loved both of the characters, and although I usually don’t care for children in my stories, I thought the daughter was a great addition to this one. Cait is a great character. She is a cop through and through. She’s honest, straight-forward, and sexy. I loved Spencer and thought he was also a well-developed character. He was smoking hot, a great Dad, and very thoughtful. Outside of one really stupid moment, which almost seemed out of character for Spencer, I thought the two of them had a great relationship. There was a lot to the plot, but it wasn’t confusing at all. This is not a light suspense novel, but instead has some brutal moments and is a bit on the dark side.


I must mention that I also read the first two books in this series about Nickolas and Devin. I don’t think you need to read them in order to read the 3rd book in the series. The reason I personally can’t recommend them is due to the level and type of violence, including the rape and significant abuse of small children and women, and the lack of romance.

Interview and Giveaway with Author Ruty Aisling

Please join me, WildAboutBones, in welcoming author Ruty Aisling as we talk about their book The Demon of Annwn

Your first paranormal book, Wolf Medicine, was about shapeshifters and an American Indian legend. Where did the idea for your Demon of Annwn, filled with Ancient Celtic and Egyptian ritual magic, come from?
Anticipating the economy and jobs market, my husband and I moved to the rural property we had purchased for our future retirement. We are off-grid and after Thanksgiving there is no easy way in or out without hiking 2+ miles in the snow and ice (sometimes hip deep). I spent a lot of time reading anything I could get my hands on for entertainment. When my husband was laid off the following January, I told him we should start writing "that book we keep talking about." Then we started throwing together ideas. Our initial goal was to have (as close as we could) a book based on historical fact, ancient legends and lore, while incorporating actual magical practices. The book we always wanted to read - fiction with working magics.

We both have had life long interests in the occult and we practice the Arts. His calling is to Egyptian and Hermetic teachings with an interest in traditional pre-Christian European practices. While my own interests have been toward traditional forms of sorcery as well as Native American traditions. The Celtic pantheon, lore and legends seem to pull threads from one another, (just as many other religions do), and most of the time, if you examine the data you find these religions, teachings and practices have a lot in common with Egyptian practices. My husband is excellent at arm-chair detective work, searching for these points and documenting them. There is a lot of my husband in 'Henry.'

In addition we had always wanted to write a novel that would explore the possibility of what would have happened if an actual group or family who practiced the ancient ways had in fact survived the Witchcraft persecutions of early New England. We want to examine how they survived and what they might be like today. This book helps to follow that thread.

While the book was unfolding, many times going off in its own direction despite the outline, we were careful to ensure that our ideas had some basis in fact or history. There is very little in the book that is purely fantasy. We'd get ideas about things and then, when we could get in town and on the internet, research them. Usually we would find supporting documentation on line or in our personal library.

Wolf Medicine was our first book in print. We had finished writing the Demon of Annwn and then, while searching for an agent, we wrote Wolf Medicine. There are two more of 'Ruty's Shorties' that we are working on. The short books were initially to give readers a taste of our writing style and imagination and offered these as free ebooks until the next one was released.

You seamlessly weaved both Celtic and Egyptian rituals together in the book. What made you choose these two to combine?
Of course this would be my husband's long love for Egyptian philosophy and that we both have a strong affiliation for Celtic lore, legend and practice. It is one of the practices that create a natural and strong connection between us, the Earth and the Gods. This is especially so living so remotely in the New Hampshire Mountains. The ability to practice the Arts out in nature, as well as just living here, seems to have heightened our awareness.

My husband also had an affinity to the name 'Arianrhod.' He initially started the drafts of the first few chapters and named the heroine.

The rituals, tools and practices used are very similar in design and purpose between the Egyptian and Celtic traditions. Tying the legend and lore together seemed almost too easy at times. We'd have a thought or dream about the plot or twist and sure enough there was enough basis in fact to support it.

At night (it comes around 4:30pm in the winter) we'd be sitting in our little cabin with an oil lamp for light, writing on our pads in pencil for hours on end, then we'd open our laptops and type a battery's worth of story before firing up the generator to charge the computers, finish transcribing and printing drafts. At times it seemed as if the book wanted to tell its own story.

It was also very important to us that our fictional family have a truly workable magical system, with authentic legends and practices. We wanted the story to also evoke the question, 'What if this were true? Could this family and their practices really exist?' We hope the readers think so. In fact many of the magical techniques described mirror those we practice.

Crom-Cruach's Egyptian appearance as Apep seemed to fall right into place. As cultures merge, grow and change, many of the Gods, Goddesses, demons and faery's take new names, places or merge with other local favorites. Some do fall by the wayside unfortunately. But in this case the pieces seemed to fit well with legend, history and the magical practices.


How did you choose to use Crom-Cruach as the demon for your story?
We love books. When we were first dating we used to take day trips all over the New England area and we shopped at every used bookstore we could find. I even have an old journal with the business cards, newspaper ads, notes, and maps of the places we visited. That journal was a large part of the places we had mentioned in the book.

During one of these trips we picked up Jim Fitzpatrick's, 'The Book of Conquests.' This describes the early Celtic legend of the arrival of the Tuatha de Danann to the shores of Ireland and the First Battle of Moy Tura. His marvelous book with illustrations and rich storytelling, in which Crom-Cruach plays a key role, was on hand most of the time.

The legend tells that Crom-Cruach was called up by the Fir Bolg Druids to defeat the Tuatha in the fight for the land now known as Ireland. Evidently the Fir Bolg's (although related to the Tuatha) got their first and they weren't going to give their claim up easily. Crom-Cruach was defeated by the Tuatha de Danann. That defeat would be something that Crom-Cruach would still be thinking about and he was perfect for calling upon. Being summoned and coming upon the Danann's bloodline - how perfect!

One of our 'must-have' items in the book was a shapeshifter. We spend many hours and days discussing how this could truly work. In 'Wolf Medicine,' because it was supposed to be a short story, the metamorphis was purely fantasy. In the 'Demon of Annwn' we drew on actual occult theory to explain how this change would take place. Change on the astral affects the material. Crom-Cruach was already a master on the astral and had experiences on the material. Peter's willingness to let his astral self be used by Crom-Cruach was as true to reality as we could get. His naiveté at the consequences and preventative measures gave the demon free reign on obtaining control over Peter's actions, thoughts and form.

We had other books and sources, but Fitzpatrick's was truly an inspiration. Out of the thousands of books we still have in storage, this book was at our cabin during the writing. Why I have no idea. I hadn't seen the book in years. Like I said, the 'Demon of Annwn' seemed to take a life of its own with information, resources and ideas popping out of the blue.

There are quite a few interesting characters in The Demon of Annwn. Which was your favorite to write about?
Wow. This is a really tough question. We both took turns writing character parts, plots and the magic. Each character gave us a different emotion when we were writing for them. We had to develop who they were, where they came from, what families they belonged to, what their 'specialties' were, their function in the book and the series, what they looked like, where they lived. That was fun, frustrating and emotional. The process of development invested us deeply with each character we created.

We both wanted the women to be tough and strong. Strong women also need strong men. Arianrhod does react without thinking at times, but she's young and we both wanted to see her grow through the book and the series to come. We feel this character has enormous potential as the series progresses.

Perhaps the best answer to this is the town and community of Whitewood, NH. Although all the characters were fun, evoked joy, sadness and instigated a few heated arguments between my husband and myself, Whitewood was the community and town that we created taking all our favorite elements from surrounding towns here in New England to make a village of our dreams. Naturally our dream village would have dream neighbors!

The Demon of Annwn ended with open questions and several possible directions for the series to go. What are your plans for the series?
We planned for the series before it started. The books would be designed to stand-alone, so if someone picked up a book in the middle of the series they wouldn't be lost or confused. Many ideas were initially outlined for the future books and decided how the series would take shape. The next two books are fully outlined and writing has begun on the second book in the series at this time.

Although Arianrhod is the Banriona and will appear throughout the series, we hope to focus on other characters and keep the story fresh and growing. Even the shorts will have some elements (if not directly related) to the main series. We love Whitewood!

There is also the ongoing theme of reclaiming the lost knowledge and teachings of the ancient world. That will be fun as there are so many roads to follow in this endeavor. Additionally there is a deeper thread that is running through the series. In each book we plan to tease a little out. Part of this was briefly touched upon in the Demon of Annwn but never fully discussed. Hopefully the Gods will be pleased.

The smaller characters were interesting and we wanted to develop them more. Some of them will show up in other books. We even briefly mention the female reporter, Michelle Gavin, in Wolf Medicine. She was supposed to have a bigger role in this book, but we had to cut back as the book was getting out of hand in size. However, most of the characters have an active place in the ongoing story.

We really had a lot of fun planning and writing this book. It wasn't all fun and games. There was a lot of hard work, arguments and rewrites. In the end we were very pleased with the result - even reading it for the hundred-and-umpteenth time. We hope the readers enjoy it as much as we did and we do love the reader's feedback – good or bad! Both of us have been dying to dedicate blocks of time to the other writings in the works, but life (getting ready for the long winter) is slowing us down a bit. Once the snow falls, we'll be huddled up in our little cabin spinning more tales about Whitewood and the residents.

She-Wolf Pack Thursday review of The Demon of Annwn
More about Ruty http://rutyaisling.blogspot.com

Purchase Links:
The Demon of Annwn http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/78525
Wolf Medicine http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/70625

GIVEAWAY
Giveaway and Contest Policy
Giveaway open September 25 - 27, 2011 (midnight)

Ruty Aisling will be giving away a copy of her The Demon of Annwn eBook to at least three (3) lucky winners. This is an International giveaway.

To enter, leave a comment along with your email address so we can contact you if you win. Good luck, everyone!
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