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16 June 2017

Book Blitz & Giveaway ~ Hunter: Faction 10, Isa Fae Collection, by Angela Fristoe

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Hunter
Series: Isa Fae Collection
Author: Angela Fristoe
Publisher: Fallen Sorcery
Cover Artist: K. De Long
Release Date: June 13, 2017
Romance Genre(s): Paranormal
Pages: 230



Blurb

Duty was all that mattered. Until he met her.

Thora has known only life on one side of the fence, sheltered in a village of half-breeds, free of the magic the witches and Fae crave. Yet, past the fence, the woods tempt her to discover what lies beyond the village. Nothing prepared her for what she’d find on the other side.

As a descendant to the Fae Queen Tatiana, Garrett has devoted his life to protecting the breeds. When he finds Thora in the woods, he promises her a new life in the Council run Sanctuary, safe from those who would abuse her.

But the Sanctuary holds dark secrets, and the haven Garrett promised is far more dangerous than the woods. As they work to unravel the deception of the Council, passion and duty collide, threatening the very lives Garrett swore to protect.

Garrett knew sacrifices would need to be made, he just never realized it could be the woman he’s claimed as his.

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Excerpt

She thought going to the Sanctuary was what she wanted, what would make her happy, but in the woods she had Garrett. Once she left...she didn't know what was out there for her.

The trees rustled, their leaves tickling the sides of the shield. Were they closing in? Did they know how badly she just wanted to stay here?

The touch of Garrett's fingers against her arm caused her to jump, and she turned to him. He knew. His hand slid into the hair at her nape, cupping her head, and he lowered his eyes until they were level with hers. The intensity burning in them caused a delicious shiver to run through her.

"We need to do this, Thora," he said, his voice low and calm. "The woods wait for no one."

She didn't think she could explain this to him. He was all she knew. All she had left. Would he even understand the fear that coursed through her at the thought of him leaving her?

"I don't -"

The sudden press of his lips ended her hesitant words. He consumed her senses, and every thought she had evaporated as her eyes drifted shut and she pressed into him. His tongue slipped into her mouth and caressed hers, teasing her with the taste of him.

He pulled back, and she groaned in frustration as yet again she was left wanting more of him. Desire had been such a remote concept for her. She'd seen it shared between the couples in the village, even between her parents, but she'd never experienced passion until Garrett. Now that she had, she was reluctant to dismiss it so easily.

He untangled his hand from her hair and then locked his fingers with hers. Her eyes fluttered open, and she stared up at him.

"We go now," he said and pulled her along with him through the barrier.

Still reeling from his kiss, Thora followed him. The trees had shifted since she woke. Tightening ever so slightly, like her hesitation to leave had stirred them again. An unsettled feeling of suspicion dispelled the excitement Garrett's kiss roused in her.

"Garrett? Why did you kiss me?"

He didn't answer, just wove her through the trees and bushes toward the edge. They were only a few yards away, yet each step they took brought them no closer. Finally, Garrett stopped, and she rammed into his back. He twisted around to look down at her, and she gave him a nervous smile.

"I kissed you because I wanted to. Because I don't want you to worry about the future. I won't let anything happen to you, Thora." He stroked his thumb in soothing circles along the back of her hand. "There is no place safer for you than the Sanctuary."

"Promise?"

The corners of his lips tipped up. "I promise."


About Angela Fristoe

Angela Fristoe grew up in Alberta, Canada. She dreamed of becoming the next Dian Fossey or Jane Goodall until she realized she wasn't all that keen on the outdoors or animals. Instead, she went into education and focused on helping struggling readers. Angela lives on Vancouver Island with her family, where she is pursuing her writing career while continuing her work in the education field.




Giveaway

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31 January 2017

Release Blitz ~ Hunter, Black Angels MC #1, by A.E. Fisher






Mallory

I spent years running from my past. Then, when my past comes knocking in the form of dark, delicious sin, I find myself caught up in a man I shouldn’t. My son's uncle. A dangerous biker. Not to mention, an overbearing Alpha male.

Hunter is everything I need to escape from, yet I find myself wanting to stay. I know I shouldn't let myself or my son care for him, but I can't help wondering if maybe he's the one who can finally save me from my past.

Hunter

The plan was simple. Find my nephew, bring him home, and raise him in the Black Angels like my brother would have wanted. But things never go as planned, like my nephew’s mother. My brother’s one-night stand.

Mallory is spicy and sweet; one second she is mouthing off to me, and the next, she is moaning my name. The longer I’m with her, the harder she is to ignore. But she is hiding something while desperate to escape me, though I have her in my grasp. I will find out what she is hiding, and when I do, she will have nowhere left to run.



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Writing books had been a big part of my life for many years; whether it was writing in secret notebooks during class, writing amateur novels or posting stories online, I surrounded myself with it.

Of course, it has its up and downs, but I've never once thought that writing wasn't for me.

Because of that, I can share the worlds I discover in my head with the outside world, and although that might sound crazy to some, it's fine by me. So long as I can do what I love, I'm happy.

And every person who's happy as a result of my writing is a bonus for which, I'm forever grateful for.





28 March 2016

Release Blitz ~ Hunter by Blaire Drake

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Born into blood, I was a mafia princess. Raised in hiding, I was a Californian sweetheart.

The day my father sold my thirteen year old body to pay off a five year old debt was the day my mother stole me in the dead of night. She protected me as she was supposed to.

My father may have been the king, but my mother was the queen.

The mafia blood was hers.

That was ten years ago. Now… the devil was on the loose.

Carlo ‘Hunter’ Rosso was my father’s right hand man and the boy I’d loved since I could tie my own shoelaces. He was always the most ruthless and the most deadly of all the children.

He’d thought I was dead until the day his assignment was given: Kill Adriana and Alexandria Romano. Kill the princess, and definitely kill the queen.

What he didn’t know was that the queen was dead, and the princess had taken her throne.

Blood didn’t lie. It smeared, distorted, stained. But it didn’t lie.

My father was going to learn the hard way that the empire he’d stolen belonged to me.

And so did Carlo ‘Hunter’ Rosso.


 
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Excerpt

“Staying, are you? Figure it's easier to kill me in my sleep?”

Once again, he rubbed his hand across his face. He said nothing.

“Trying to work out whose life is worth more, right? Mine is probably worth a lifetime of comfort for you. Kill me and everyone's happy, right? My pathetic excuse for a father gets to keep his empire and you're taken care of for life.”

He looked at me, and his expression was a little tortured. I was being harsh. I knew that. But I needed to be. It was easier to provoke him and be angry with him than give in to the horrible ache that had settled in my heart.

“Adriana...” Weak. The word was weak.

I wanted to ignore the indecision on his face, but I couldn't.

He was considering it.

He really was.

I scoffed quietly at him and grabbed the gun from the coffee table. His mask and gloves fell to the floor, but he made no move to pick them up. The safety was on the gun, and I held it out to him. “Here. Take it. I don't care, Hunter. I don't have much of a life here in hiding anyway.”

He didn't even look at the gun. His silvery gaze never left mine. I wished he would look away, because in that gaze, I saw the Hunter I knew. The boy who once ripped his favorite shirt to stem the bleeding when I fell and cut my leg, then proceeded to carry me home. The boy who offered to pee on my foot when I got stung by a jellyfish in Mexico on vacation when I was seven.

The boy I loved before I knew what love even was.

“You're weak, Hunter,” I whispered. Slowly, I turned the gun back to me and touched the barrel to my temple the way he did earlier. His jaw clenched when my thumb edged toward the safety, and when my finger moved to hook around the trigger, he moved.

He was like a lightning bolt. He came at me like a flash, snatched the gun from my hand, and dropped it on the sofa. It bounced but stayed on the seat, and then he turned on me with blazing eyes. “Don't,” he ground out, his arms tensing and looking even bigger. “Don't ever fucking put that to your head again.”

“Why? I was saving you the job.”

The words had barely left my lips when he pounced on me. It was deadly, the way his hands clasped my face and his mouth descended on mine. I staggered back into the wall, gasping at the ferocity of his movement. Shock paralyzed me as he kissed me harshly. His tongue ran along the seam of my mouth, and as I fisted the sides of his shirt, I bit his lower lip.

A low growl left his throat, but he didn't relent. He just kissed me harder. He kissed me until I was fucking spinning and could barely string two thoughts together. Until my whole body was alight with his touch and responding to his every movement.

He tasted like whiskey. The strong, rich taste that lingered on his lips was heady and only added to the intoxicating way he touched me.

And then... It hit me. He was touching me. Kissing me.

Twenty minutes ago, he could have killed me.

TEASER

Blaire Drake is a pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling author who wanted to think outside her box and write the kind of things that would shock even them. She loves taboo romance and pushing boundaries in her work. She also enjoys long walks on the beach at sunset, as long as it’ll be followed by a good, old-fashioned spanking right after.

Dear Professor is her debut standalone novel, and her next book, Hunter, is also a standalone novel that promises to be equally as taboo and sexy.


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22 August 2014

ARC Review: Colors of Us (McAvery Brothers Book 1)


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I have been dying to read this book for what seems like forever; I may have even bugged Sandra about it a time or two. So when I woke up one fine Wednesday morning to see this book in my email from Sandra, well let's just say I woke everybody up in the twelve block radius.

So we meet Michelle, a single girl trying to make it on her own as an artist and working in a gallery in SoHo. She is all alone with no family and only a handful of friends. Something happened in her past that keeps her closed off so that she can blend into the background. One fine cool morning, she goes off to get some free coffee from the new nearby coffee shop when a very handsome man starts conversing with her while waiting in line. He introduces himself as Hunter McAvery. The two have sparks flying all over the place but neither do anything about it. He does, however, buys her a cookie; it really was very sweet of him. As these two part, he wants to follow her but he can't bring himself to do it. See, Hunter has a troubled past himself and he has lived with that for some time. He doesn't think he has the right to be happy or to find love. 

Luck would be on their side and the two would be brought together by unlikely third person, Alex's girlfriend Jacey! Alex is Hunter's older brother and since his birthday is just around the corner, Jacey wants to buy a painting for his office. Of course she has to drag Hunter along for his help and the two almost give up when they stumble upon the very gallery that Michelle works at. Although she isn't there at the time, Jacey leaves her number for her to call because she really loves her work.

Michelle and Jacey agree to meet at the bar so that Michelle can bring some of her work and see what would go best in Alex's office. And when she walks into the bar, Hunter is instantly smitten all over again. But of course, nothing ever goes as planned. Alex, who was supposed to be out of the bar looking at chairs, finds them in the office with the painting that Jacey has picked out. Alex exams the work and instantly requests, well more like doesn't take no for answer, Michelle paint a mural on one of the bar's blank walls. Michelle, of course, ends up taking the job which will last some time. She has never done a job this big but she is excited for the challenge. This also means that she will be spend a lot of time at the bar, and more importantly, with Hunter. 

The chemistry these two have is electric but both try to fight it. Their constant will they won't they is intriguing and sometimes frustrating. But as their friendship grows, they begin to help each other get over their pasts. As Michelle begins to see her own strength, Hunter makes the decision to start living the life he really want. The only problem is that his new life is in California. Michelle and Hunter decide to spend the night together, just that one night, since he will be flying out on the morning. And boy what a night it is; a first time for the last time kind of night. So touching, so emotional. Oh the humanity, why must you do this to us Sandra! Get them together at last just to tear them apart!! ***cries***

But alas, Michelle and Hunter needed the time apart to realize what they really wanted... each other. Michelle is the one that ends up making the grand gesture and flies out to California. Of course there is a slight bump in the road, but after all make-up sex is grand! Awe, the perfect happily ever after beginning.

I am so totally in love with this book and with Hunter! Sandra, thanks for writing this story; having to stay up late was worth it! And yes, I'd choose the taste of Hunter over a peanut butter chocolate chip cookie any day of the week!

*** ARC received from author for honest review. ***