lunes, 31 de octubre de 2016

Review: Naima

Blurb: I never thought I'd find my soulmate through a mail-order bride agency. I never thought he'd be an alien warrior.

He calls me naima. His beloved.
When I'm on my way to meet him face-to-face, my shuttle is attacked, and we crash onto a planet in the middle of a war. I didn't sign up to be an alien comfort woman. I need my naima to rescue me.

This story takes place in the TerraMates universe, but can be read as a standalone novel.
Language: English
Series: Terramates - Book 7
it was pretty cool and I had so much fun. they came to know each other under pretty interesting circumstances really and it was funny how he kept trying to order her around like she was a soldier of his team just to get in discussions whit her. the part about gabriella dad was really heartwarming and at the end they really did worked everything out.

Nunca pensé que iba a encontrar a mi alma gemela a través de una agencia de novia por correo. Nunca pensé que estaría un guerrero extraterrestre.
Me llama Naima. Su amada.29383650
Cuando estoy en mi camino a encontrarse con él cara a cara, el servicio de transporte es atacado, y que impactarán con un planeta en medio de una guerra. No he firmado hasta ser una mujer de solaz extranjero. Necesito mi naima a rescatarme.
Esta historia tiene lugar en el universo TerraMates, pero se puede leer como una novela independiente.
Idioma: Inglés
Serie: Terramates - Libro 7
fue muy bueno y me divirtió tanto. llegaron a conocerse bajo circunstancias realmente muy interesantes y fue divertido cómo se mantuvo tratando de ordenarle a su prometida como si fuera un soldado de su equipo. la parte del padre Gabriella fue realmente linda y ne derritió el corazón  y me gusto que al final todo realmente funciono.

domingo, 30 de octubre de 2016

Review: so Long Lollipops

Blurb: Peter watched his new family drive away, certain it was the last time he’d ever see them. But sometimes plans go awry in the best way.

So Long, Lollipops (Until the End of the World, #1.5)Now, the plan is to get back to them. But sometimes plans go awry in the worst way.

Sometimes the only plan is to believe it will be all right, even when it’s almost impossible to believe.
This novella contains major spoilers from the novel UNTIL THE END OF THE WORLD.
It’s suggested you read the novel before you read SO LONG, LOLLIPOPS. Unless you’re someone who likes to read the last page of a book first—in that case, enjoy!
Language: English 
Series: Until the end of the world 
well this one was pretty cool, loved the way peter was clever with his mouth and called them lollipops was funny.

the ending was perfect and so hopeful I did feel good at the end, after all the fight he had to endure going back to his friends was so cool.

hope that maybe nat and chuck and rick would have gone with him.

Peter observó a su nueva unidad familiar de distancia, seguro de que era la última vez que los vería. Pero a veces los planes se tuercen de la mejor manera.
Ahora, el plan es volver a ellos. Pero a veces los planes se tuercen de la peor manera.
A veces el único plan es creer que va a estar bien, incluso cuando es casi imposible de creer.
Esta novela contiene spoilers importantes de la novela HASTA EL FIN DEL MUNDO.So Long, Lollipops (Until the End of the World, #1.5)
Se sugiere que lea la novela antes de leer tanto tiempo, piruletas. A menos que usted es alguien que le gusta leer la última página de un libro de primera en ese caso, disfrutar!
Idioma: Inglés
Serie: Hasta el fin del mundo
estuvo muy bien, me encantó la manera en que Peter era bueno con sus chistes y los llamó piruletas fue divertido.
El final fue perfecto y tan esperanzador que me sentí bien al final, después de toda la pelea que tuvo que soportar que se reencontrara con sus amigos fue bueno.
tenia la esperanza de que Nat, chuck y rick se hubieran ido con el. 

sábado, 29 de octubre de 2016

Check this book out: Chaste

Chaste: A Tale from Perilisc
by Jesse Teller

When her devout parents died, Cheryl turned her back on her god. Years of denial and self-loathing have defeated her. Her life consists of taking orders and succumbing to abuse. A group of strangers stops in Chaste for the night, but an unnamed threat is preying on the town. Tragic deaths have become more and more frequent. Cheryl wants to protect these travelers, expose the evil force, and save her fellow citizens, but she must find a way to believe in hope.

An unholy sound rose into the air, ripping through the silence of morning and raking claws through the isolated minds of the citizens of Chaste. Cheryl lifted her head from the straw pillow and didn’t know where she was. She looked at the humble, wretched home around her and remembered the last thirty years all at once. She brushed aside the pain and sorrow, the loneliness and horror, focusing only on the penetrating scream that rose once again into the air. She leapt to her feet and dressed in moments.
Ever vigilant, ever ready to spring into action—it was a gift from her mother. This tenacious residue from her warrior life hung on incessantly. She strode from the house into the streets, where a third scream shattered into echoes on the living rock surrounding the city. Cheryl reached behind her for a weapon she never had been given and instantly cursed.
“You are an aging barmaid. Your warrior training is dead and gone.” But she could not shake the need for preparation that hounded her as she made her way to the center of town. Pallid faces peered from curtained windows. Every eye held terror and understanding. As the scream of loss and heart-wrenching pain rose once again into the air, she knew what all others in the city knew. Another child was dead. Another innocent had been plucked from her vine.
Every part of her cringed. “That’s seven on my watch.”

But it wasn’t her watch—never had been. “I am a bar wench, a tired bar wench in a shamble of a bar.” But try as she might to embrace this truth, the responsibility of the death settled on her shoulders.
Caleb stood on the porch of the magistrate’s building. His gnarled face and hunched shoulders spoke of a fear that would not ease. Cheryl snarled at him as she walked by. “You will answer for Teymond,” she said, stabbing her finger at him.
He grabbed at the sword on his hip and whined, “I did what was right. How was I to know? I’m blameless in this!” he shouted.
But Cheryl had already passed him. She marched for the figure bound in grief on his knees in the center of town, and her heart shattered in her chest, driving all the happiness she had once known from her body. She gasped as she walked closer, dreading each step like a woman walking to the noose.
Teresa. She had been so lovely, had been so tender and sweet.
Cheryl dropped to her knees before Angus, the father, and gently took him in her arms. He struggled, throwing his elbows wild and catching her in the nose. She brushed the attack aside, letting it draw no ire, and she took him again into her arms. The world blurred as tears claimed her eyes in the name of Teresa Mettle, and she let them flow.
He made sounds that struggled to be words but held no rationale. A garbled grouping of consonants and vowels expressed the emotion that would never let him loose. Pain wrapped him like a bladed blanket, and Cheryl felt it all. Her father’s blood had gifted her with the burden of empathy and, try as she might over the last thirty years, she had yet to shake it.
She thought of her father and called out to him in her mind. His love enveloped her, and she hushed Angus and smoothed his hair. She would not tell him everything would be all right. She would not speak empty lies of false comfort. She would do the only thing left to do about this tragedy. She would love him.
In moments, he fell asleep. She sat cross-legged in the dark gray streets, holding as much of his bulk as she could in her lap and weeping for the sweet girl that had been stolen from a loving father.
Paul moved up behind her, relief washing through her body.
“I need her taken to the church. We’ll take him back into his home when we can move him, and I want her free of that house when he gets there.”
“As you wish, Mother,” Paul said, and she hated him a little for it.
“I am not a mother, Paul Burden.” She felt the whip of anger in the words and regretted them.
Paul said nothing as he entered the house of Mettle. It had once been a happy place, but murder and sorrow had turned the loving home into an abomination. It sat now, sneering at her like a vicious dog, beaten and mistreated until it turned violent. It would bite and savage Angus if she let it.
She decided to take him to the inn. Mandore would be furious. He would beat her, but she would not take this man back to his cursed home.
Paul walked out of the Mettle place carrying a body, tiny and thin, draped over with a ratted quilt. He cried as he turned his gait to the church sulking in the back of the city. More citizens joined her in the streets, and she ordered a few men to carry the tossing Angus to the inn. She walked alongside him, her hand on his chest, knowing and hating that her simple touch would soothe him.
Her self-loathing reached its summit when she found her house again, a sty of filthy crockery and other messes. She sat in the chair by the table and waited for Mandore.
When he came home, she suffered. He beat her and laughed. She accepted it all with no complaint. She deserved it. She knew it was her lot.

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Jesse Teller fell in love with fantasy when he was five years old and played his first game of Dungeons & Dragons. The game gave him the ability to create stories and characters from a young age. He started consuming fantasy in every form and, by nine, was obsessed with the genre. As a young adult, he knew he wanted to make his life about fantasy. From exploring the relationship between man and woman, to studying the qualities of a leader or a tyrant, Jesse Teller uses his stories and settings to study real-world themes and issues.

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viernes, 28 de octubre de 2016

Review: Asylum

Blurb: For sixteen-year-old Dan Crawford, New Hampshire College Prep is more than a summer program—it's a lifeline. An outcast at his high school, Dan is excited to finally make some friends in his last summer before college. But when he arrives at the program, Dan learns that his dorm for the summer used to be a sanatorium, more commonly known as an asylum. And not just any asylum—a last resort for the criminally insane.

13597728As Dan and his new friends, Abby and Jordan, explore the hidden recesses of their creepy summer home, they soon discover it's no coincidence that the three of them ended up here. Because the asylum holds the key to a terrifying past. And there are some secrets that refuse to stay buried.

Featuring found photos of unsettling history and real abandoned asylums and filled with chilling mystery and page-turning suspense, Madeleine Roux's teen debut, Asylum, is a horror story that treads the line between genius and insanity.
Language: English, Spanish, Dutch, Russian, Portuguese, Persian, Indonesian, Hungarian, Chinese
Series: Asylum
Review: It was an interesting story, the way the plot played with your mind and all the twist were pretty cool, what I found a little weirds was the ending. the talk about immortality and the way it didn't really explained what exactly happened but just give you hints that maybe not everyone will tie well that was peculiar. loved the pictures they immersed you on the read and is a nice way to let you be one with the story.


Sinopsis: Para Dan Crawford, el programa de verano para alumnos sobresalientes es una oportunidad única.
Sus amigos nunca comprendieron su fascinación por la historia y la ciencia. Pero en el Colegio Preparatorio New Hampshire, esas preferencias están a la orden del día.
Al llegar al lugar, se encuentra con que la residencia a la que debía ir ha sido cerrada, por lo cual todos los estudiantes se ven forzados a quedarse en Brookline, lo que solía ser un hospital psiquiátrico.
Cuando Dan y sus nuevos amigos, Abby y Jordan, comienzan a explorar los pasillos y el sótano oculto del lugar, descubren secretos escalofriantes sobre lo que realmente ocurría allí. Secretos que los vinculan a ellos con el oscuro pasado del hospicio.
Brookline nunca fue un instituto para enfermos mentales comunes: alojó tanto a psicópatas como a homicidas, sujetos sumamente peligrosos, y hay hechos y prácticas aberrantes que saldrán a luz.
Con fotografías estremecedoras de hospicios reales, Asylum lleva al lector a los límites difusos entre el pasado y el presente, entre la amistad y la obsesión, entre la genialidad y la locura.13597728

Esta historia es una advertencia: la mente puede jugar malas pasadas cuando se ingresa a un submundo donde nada es lo que parece y se experimenta con ella. Siempre habrá consecuencias… y no serán nada agradables.
Idioma:Inglés, español, holandés, ruso, portugués, persa, indonesio, húngaro, chino
Serie: Asylum
Reseña: Era una historia interesante, la forma en la que la trama juega con tu mente y todos los giro eran bastante frescos, lo que me pareció un poco raro fue el final. la charla sobre la inmortalidad y la forma en que realmente no explicó lo que sucedió exactamente pero sólo daba pistas de que tal vez no todo el mundo va a atar bien fue peculiar. ame las imágenes te sumergen en la lectura y es una buena manera para que pueda ser uno con la historia.

jueves, 27 de octubre de 2016

Check This Books: Liefdom

Liefdom: A Tale from Perilisc
by Jesse Teller
A zealous guardian in a peaceful city, Gentry Mandrake is a fairy unlike any other. Cast out and hated for his differences, his violent nature makes him wonder at the purity of his soul. He hunts for belonging while fighting to protect the human child bound to him. Explore the mythical realm of The Veil, the grating torture of the Sulfur Fields, and the biting tension between power and purpose in this wondrous struggle against a demonic wizard and his denizens. Can Mandrake overcome such terrible foes to defend those he loves?
At the precise moment Thomas Nardoc drew in his first breath, a creature was born. The name for such a creature was fairy, but in recent memory, there had been no fairy like this one. He would be called many things: monster, madman, abomination, murderer, warrior, guardian. All of these were accurate to one degree or another.
He dropped out of the pale bloom of a mandrake flower, and was fully grown before he hit the ground. With a snap of his dragonfly wings, he took to the air, his nostrils deeply drinking the fertile smells of the ancient wood around him. He knew instinctively this was not his home, the same way he knew his child’s name was Thomas.
He knew his home lay five hundred miles to the west, and it would take him moments to arrive there if he traveled by flower. He flexed his arm and barbed prongs slid silently from his wrists. He looked down at his body as he moved, watching his gleaming exoskeleton fold and crease like a well-made, well-worn suit of armor. His pale hair dropped in his face. Whipping his head, he threw it back. He knew how big he was—massive for a fey of his kind.
Something within him ached. A yawning, black emptiness chilled his body and mind. He would have to fill it, or it would take him to diabolical places. His emptiness could devour everything inside him—make something horrible of him. He would have to fill it.
His name was Gentry Mandrake, and today would be the day he killed one of his own kind.

Gentry Mandrake flew. A throbbing world of white pulsated as he moved from mandrake bloom to mandrake bloom. He could feel his home, as he neared it in leaps that flickered in his mind. Within seconds, he pulled up and out of the flower. He passed the last few feet, quickly coming to a large tumble of rocks that formed the doorway to his city. He ducked under the rocks, slipping into a tunnel under the fallen stones. The light of the day shined before him. In it basked Liefdom, the great city of the fairies.
A parade had turned the clearing into a celebration. Mandrake wondered if they knew of his arrival. The city was embracing the fey born that day. They formed a line that wound from the ground floor up into a spiral that wrapped the city. It rose to the very tops of the trees to cross the balcony of the royal family. The trees swayed. The animals of the city crooned and yipped. Instruments sounded, and melodious voices flowed like warm currents of air, carrying almost indescribable joy. Mandrake entered the city and his heart swelled. Tears coursed from his eyes and his smile seemed about to cut his face in half. Looking up at his city, he knew he had found home, and he loved it instantly.
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Jesse Teller fell in love with fantasy when he was five years old and played his first game of Dungeons & Dragons. The game gave him the ability to create stories and characters from a young age. He started consuming fantasy in every form and, by nine, was obsessed with the genre. As a young adult, he knew he wanted to make his life about fantasy. From exploring the relationship between man and woman, to studying the qualities of a leader or a tyrant, Jesse Teller uses his stories and settings to study real-world themes and issues.

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miércoles, 26 de octubre de 2016

Book Tour: Mine

Welcome to my tour stop of Mine 2 by J Kahele.  The tour runs from August 24-28 and you can follow the tour here.


When Andrew Carington falls in love with Jenna Kramer, he takes on the emotional and physical ghosts that haunt her past. He believed he was the cure for Jenna and love could get them through anything. But her controlling and abusive ex-husband Ben Kramer will never let her go and Andrew finds himself plummeting into a world of hate and fear. The only way Andrew will find his happy ever after with Jenna, is to rid Ben Kramer of their lives—permanently.




I am a proud mother of three daughters who are my absolute complete existence. I write to relieve the scattered thoughts that stream through my mind, constantly. My biggest downfall is that I am a huge procrastinator, which makes my life at times hectic!

martes, 25 de octubre de 2016

Review: Cruel Crown


Blurb: Two women on either side of the Silver and Red divide tell the stories no one else knows.

Discover the truth of Norta’s bloody past in these two revealing prequels to Red Queen.

Queen Song

Queen Coriane, first wife of King Tiberias, keeps a secret diary—how else can she ensure that no one at the palace will use her thoughts against her? Coriane recounts her heady courtship with the crown prince, the birth of a new prince, Cal, and the potentially deadly challenges that lay ahead for her in royal life.

Steel Scars

Diana Farley was raised to be strong, but being tasked with planting the seeds of rebellion in Norta is a tougher job than expected. As she travels the land recruiting black market traders, smugglers, and extremists for her first attempt at an attack on the capital, she stumbles upon a connection that may prove to be the key to the entire operation—Mare Barrow.
Language: English
Series: Red Queen Saga

Review: Wao, Coriane's tale was a sad one really, she was in love and couldn't even enjoyed it, she was a nice girl and all but I think she overthought too much of her life and then Elara happened, I don't really know what Elara did, but maybe just Coriane's doubts did all the work for her and she ended like that it was truly shocking and sad how she died and the fact that Elara was the one to find the diary was bad enough. I just loved so much that Tiberas the V was gay that made my day really so hot.

Farley tale was an interesting one, and damn I do feel some vibe coming with Shade?, and her name so cute, I thought we will never know it. It was pretty interesting the way things can get pretty bad in a second, the deaths on her team made me feel super sad since they were cool and doing something pretty normal like gathering information, but as she said a lot risk was part of the game and they paid the ultimate price. I hope to see where that feeling with Shade ends on.
Dos mujeres en ambos lados de la plata y rojo brecha cuentan las historias que nadie más conoce.
Descubre la verdad del pasado sangriento de Norta en estos dos precuelas reveladoras a la Reina Roja.
Reina de canción
Reina Coriane, la primera esposa del rey Tiberíades, guarda un secreto diario-qué otra manera puede que asegurarse de que nadie en el palacio usará sus pensamientos en contra de ella? Coriane relata su cortejo embriagadora con el príncipe de la corona, el nacimiento de un nuevo príncipe, Cal, y los desafíos potencialmente mortales que tenía por delante de ella en la vida real.
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Diana Farley se elevó a ser fuerte, pero al ser la tarea de plantar las semillas de la rebelión en Norta es un trabajo más difícil de lo esperado. A medida que se desplaza la tierra reclutamiento de los comerciantes del mercado negro, contrabandistas y los extremistas de su primer intento de un ataque a la capital, se topa con una conexión que puede llegar a ser la clave de toda la operación Mare Barrow.
Idioma: Inglés
Serie: Saga Reina Roja
Wao, el cuento de Coriane era triste en realidad, ella estaba enamorada y ni siquiera podía disfrutarlo, era una chica agradable y todo pero creo que le pasaron demasiadas en su vida y luego pasó Elara, no se muy bien Elara que hizo, pero tal vez sólo las dudas de Coriane hicieron todo el trabajo por ella y Coriane terminó medio loca lo que es realmente impactante y triste cómo murió y el hecho de que Elara fue la que hallara el diario fue bastante malo. Me encantó tanto que Tiberas el V era homosexual me encanto esa parte. 
El cuento de Farley era interesante, y rayos veo algo cocinándose entre ella y Shade? porque así me pareció, y su nombre tan lindo, pensé que nunca lo sabríamos. Fue muy interesante la forma en que las cosas pueden ponerse mal en un segundo, las muertes en su equipo me hicieron sentir muy triste porque en realidad eran super interesantes sus historias y me pareció excesivo para algo bastante normal como la recopilación de información, pero como dijo el riesgo  era parte del juego y pagaron el precio más alto. Espero ver donde esos sentimientos con Shade terminaran.

lunes, 24 de octubre de 2016

Check this book: Legends of Perilisc


Legends of Perilisc
by Jesse Teller
This collection of short stories features myths and lore from Perilisc, a unique fantasy setting. Journey deeper into its history. Struggles of royalty, immortal love, unruly wizards, lost heroes, blistering vendettas and more, provide gripping insight into the scope of this realm.

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An insider's look at the ominous skyline from Legends of Perilisc

Dragonsbane. Of all the hundreds of cities in my world, nothing scares me more than the City of Curses, the City of Crime, the city known around Temea for being the darkest, most terrible place to live in all existence.
The citizens that people this town, found nestled in the hills of Lorinth, hold onto the pride that they live there. They hold on to the fact that only the strong, only those willing to weather the worst the world has, can survive the city with the largest body count in the Perilisc continent. A hundred thousand years ago, the alarm towers rang out in horror. In the dying light of day, on the horizon framed by a blood-red sunset, a winged monster approached belching flame.
The dragon was raging and half-crazed from the loss of its favorite family member, and it had decided humanity would pay for the death. It swooped down upon them in search of a weapon like none other, for it had heard tales of the lens, and it would not suffer its survival.
Pax, the king of Lorinth, had crafted the lens. It harvested the power of the sun to bring death to all dragons its fires touched. The battle for the city was on, and though thousands lost their lives, and the city was reduced to rubble and char, the dragon was destroyed.

They dragged the body from the town proper and covered it with soil to form a hill nothing would grow upon. The city rejoiced. But before it could be rebuilt, another dragon appeared on the horizon. The weapon was employed again, and victory was laid upon the city. But as the second dragon died, it cursed Dragonsbane to ruin and chaos. The citizens could not care, and paid no attention to the curse. They took this body to the other side of the city, and buried it in the same fashion. For a year, while they rebuilt, the city knew no strife.
But the curse held strong. Within ten years, the lord of Dragonsbane went mad. Blood and fire ruled the city. Death stomped the streets, harvesting souls and bringing destruction. The lord was destroyed, and another took his throne. But within ten years, the new lord went crazy, and darkness and horror ruled once again. On and on this went, until the king realized the curse of the city was powerful and would not be denied. He took the city out of the hands of the lord, and created a new position. A mayor would rule Dragonsbane. Every ten years, a new one would replace him. They built for this position a massive ziggurat, and it dominated the skyline—until the church of Duessa was built.
The goddess was hunted and preyed upon by the parasitic god Hac-Jahoo, and the message corrupted from a goddess of beauty to one of vanity. She became a plague upon the citizens of Dragonsbane. The curse was still strong, and this time it would wring them for abundance.
The church demanded wealth and power. It quickly became the true might in the city, and fleeced the citizens for all they could afford and more. The church was to be the greatest structure ever constructed. It rose over the walls, and the ziggurat, to dizzying heights. Massive 80-foot statues of Duessa were constructed and the sacrifices began. The priest went among the people, at first in secret, to gather up the ugly and malformed. They carved off their terrible features, or killed them outright. They killed hundreds before they made their design public and held their rites in the light of day. The citizens rebelled. They tried to tear the building down, but the statues came to life to maim and destroy. Blood and fire ruled once again. The church was abandoned. It stands now as home to the Cult of Vanity. Their motives are vague. They are feared and mistrusted, but none will move against them, for fear of the statues.
The wizard Vrice came to Dragonsbane not so long ago and built the Candle Tower. He worshiped a vicious demon god, and his plan was simple. He strove to build a gate to Hell to usher darkness and mayhem into the world. The half demon son of the god wreaked havoc, raising an army to vanquish all hope from the city’s defenses. Once again, blood flowed like a river and the fires of the defeated dragons ruled.
Even in pursuit of justice, evil overcame. The prison known as the Crown has become the home of diabolical experiments on the insane, and has imprisoned many a righteous man. Towers were built over the years, each of a different design, each with a new hope of cleansing the corruption and bringing light and justice once more. But the Cursed City likes its vile nature. It craves darkness and blight. Though many mayors have pledged to curb the power of the den of the damned, the Crown cannot be saved. For in Dragonsbane, evil and wickedness swoop down on the streets, serving the dead dragons and bringing doom to those too proud to flee.
The City of Curses has many stories. Many vile deeds have been recorded throughout its history. A handful of these tales can be found inLiefdom, in Legends of Perilisc, and in a dark book on the horizon, Dragonsbane, book three of The Manhunters series.
Search these tomes for tales of hope and debauchery. Search for the heroes that strive to save the darkest city known on Temea.
Originally published on Jesse Teller's blog at this link:

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Jesse Teller fell in love with fantasy when he was five years old and played his first game of Dungeons & Dragons. The game gave him the ability to create stories and characters from a young age. He started consuming fantasy in every form and, by nine, was obsessed with the genre. As a young adult, he knew he wanted to make his life about fantasy. From exploring the relationship between man and woman, to studying the qualities of a leader or a tyrant, Jesse Teller uses his stories and settings to study real-world themes and issues.

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domingo, 16 de octubre de 2016

Crosswind Tour

 The exciting conclusion of The Flyboy Trilogy! Lisa’s memory has returned along with her burning desire for wickedly hot Captain Lance Miller. Passion soars when the two unite. Lance is thrilled his goddess finally remembers him, but which Lisa is coming home with him? In some ways he is eager for the return of his original, sweet, loving Lisa, but he also adores his new and improved, sexy, opinionated, wild tiger. They are settling into their smooth sailing, happily reacquainted life when Lance’s flyboys are called to Afghanistan. This disruption is nothing compared to the turbulent arrival of Lance’s insanely hot, long lost half-brother, fighter pilot Derek Fuller. Derek’s arrival may cause Lisa’s path to be completely rerouted. Crosswind.jpg

Get it while it's hot!! Crosswind by G.L. Ross is brand new!! Release Day is October 11, 2016.
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"I'm telling you this was definitely a rollercoaster of emotions. A great conclusion to The Flyboy Trilogy."


 Step by firm step he approaches me, backing me against the wall. “Lisa, I can only be so strong.” He captures my wrists, holding them firmly above my head. Staring vehemently into my eyes, he continues, “I’m not a saint. I love my brother, but when it comes to you I lose my mind and my honor.” His eyes lower to my heaving chest. After dropping his head back to look at the ceiling, he returns his gaze and continues, “I’m begging you to stop whatever this teasing torment is, because if you keep this up we’re both going to wake with regrets.” His forearms rest against the wall. Fanning his warm, labored breathing across my face, his hips press firmly against me. The heat of his rock solid erection between my thighs excites and lubricates every blessed inch of me. His head drops to my shoulder. Against my ear, he whispers, “You’re my kryptonite.” “My hearts pounding,” I reply. “Sweetheart, mine's been pounding ever since I first laid eyes on you.” I whisper, “You really want me…and think about me?” With his forehead pressed to mine, he replies, “If you’re asking me how many times you’ve entered my thoughts I would have to say once, because, quite honestly, you never really left my mind from our very first encounter.” “How much of what you say is bullshit and how much is sincere?” He tosses his head back and laughs, before placing his lips directly in front of mine. “When it comes to you, Lisa, it’s all factual.” “You’re maddening.” His crystal blue eyes turn dark. “Well, that’s the pot calling the kettle black.” His breath brushes warmly against my lips. “Are you going to kiss me?” I ask. “I want to.” “Then do it. I miss being kissed.” Gayle_Web.jpg
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G.L. Ross is a proud, sixth generation, native Texan. As a true Southern Belle, G.L. has always dreamt of the “happily ever after,” the prince riding in on the white horse sweeping her off her feet. She hasn’t found “Prince Charming” – yet (always an optimist) – but finds him every time she writes about her characters’ “happily ever after” endings. Her motto in life is to “always find the good” in every person and situation. Whether through laughter, prayer, music, or a glass of wine or vodka, G.L. finds the good in life and shares her sense of humor, love, and adventure in her stories. Each book will inspire you to stand strong in faith and believe in second chances. Take flight with Lance & Lisa in Turbulent Passion, Burning Desire, and Crosswind (The Flyboy Trilogy). After twenty-seven years as a Flight Attendant, G.L. has incredible and often humorous insight into the aviation industry. She shares many of these stories in the Flyboy Trilogy. Plus, you must meet hunky rancher, Graham Gaskin, in A Rose Has Thorns…he is hot! Fall in love with Rachel and Brooks in The Strength of Love, an Inspirational Romance and recipient of the Reader’s Favorite 5 Star Seal. Join G.L.’s Street Team: The Flygirls to receive the most up to date information regarding releases and prize opportunities.
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G.L. Ross has put together a FANTASTIC giveaway in honor of the release of Crosswind! One lucky winner will receive 5 ebooks and an Urban Decay Naked 2 Eye Shadow Palette.
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jueves, 13 de octubre de 2016

Reseña: Last Shift

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El primero turno de un policía novato tiene lugar en una comisaría que cerrará sus puertas esa misma noche, para trasladarse a nuevas instalaciones. Pero lo que parece una noche rutinaria se convierte en una pesadilla viviente, cuando el líder del culto satánico John Michael Paymon, que se suicidó hace justo un año en esa comisaría, vuelve para vengarse.

fue interesante la verdad, es super psicológica eso si, con todo lo que pasa en ese lugar no se como esa pobre chica no salio de ahí corriendo un poco antes, me gusto que supieron mezclar los psicológico con el horror totalmente convencional de asesinos y cultos. 
me agrada que empieza un poco en el lado de es solo una película mas todo normal y entonces empiezan las llamadas, las señales y el misterio, ma adelante casi después de los 30 minutos empieza el terror psicológico y entonces el horror. 
super recomendada si te agrada el terror/ suspenso/ psicológico.  

miércoles, 12 de octubre de 2016

Tour: Since you've been gone

Lucy Love always wanted to travel and explore the
world before being forced to grow up and act like an adult in the big bad world laid out before her.

Deciding to stick to her dreams, she ensues on a summer of a lifetime, making memories, having fun and falling in love for the very first time.
Like most things in life, all good things must come to an end, but will she be able to move past her broken heart and love again, or is that perfect summer destined to haunt her once again?
Now, ten years on Lucy has a budding career and the best family and friends that a girl could wish for, but after many failed relationships what's in store for her love life?

Is fate destined to bring Lucy and her one true love back together, or is it just an evil way of life, destined to break her heart once again?

I wait...
And I wait...
And I wait some more.
Hannah's still getting married right in front of me and time seems to be moving as it should, but it can't be right. This can't be real.
It's not possible.
I'm not waking up. Why am I not waking up from this nightmare? This is actually happening and there's nothing that I can do about it.
He's here. Why the hell is he here? After all these years, why has he suddenly appeared behind me?

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S.M Phillips is a fun loving mum of two from Manchester. When she’s not busy writing, you’ll most likely find her head buried deep inside her kindle with a cup of coffee in hand. Talk to her when she’s reading and things could get pretty colourful, pretty fast, just ask her Hubby.
She is a lover of chocolate, especially if it has peanut butter inside and loves a good cocktail or two. She often wonders if she should spend more time buying shoes, but then she remembers her never ending TBR list and realises that money can be spent on more important things… Books.

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