Sunday, October 19, 2014

[Release Blitz] Afraid To Fall

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Afraid To Fall - W. Ferraro - eBookSmashwords

Title: Afraid to Fall

Author: W. Ferraro

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 18, 2014

Thursday, October 16, 2014

[Release Blitz & Review] Unteachable

“Complicated dynamics, forbidden sexual tension, and untamed passion. Easily one of my favorite reads.”
--Gail McHugh, New York Times bestselling author

An edgy, sexy USA TODAY bestseller about falling for the one person you can’t have.

Maise O’Malley just turned eighteen, but she’s felt like a grown-up her entire life. The summer before senior year, she has plans: get into a great film school, convince her mom to go into rehab, and absolutely do not, under any circumstances, screw up her own future.

But life has a way of throwing her plans into free-fall.

When Maise meets Evan at a carnival one night, their chemistry is immediate, intense, and short-lived. Which is exactly how she likes it: no strings. But afterward, she can’t get Evan out of her head. He’s taught her that a hookup can be something more. It can be an unexpected connection with someone who truly understands her. Someone who sees beyond her bravado to the scared but strong girl inside.

That someone turns out to be her new film class teacher, Mr. Evan Wilke.

Maise and Evan resolve to keep their hands off each other, but the attraction is too much to bear. Together, they’re real and genuine; apart, they’re just actors playing their parts for everyone else. And their masks are slipping. People start to notice. Rumors fly. When the truth comes to light in a shocking way, they may learn they were just playing parts for each other, too.

Smart, sexy, and provocative, Unteachable is about what happens when a love story goes off-script.

“Lyrical, vivid, and poignant, Unteachable is one of the best forbidden romances I’ve ever read,”
-- Lauren Blakely, New York Times bestselling author

UNTEACHABLE by Leah Raeder
Paperback | On sale: 10/14/14 | ISBN: 9781476786407 | 320 pages | $15.00
eBook | ISBN: 9781476786414

You should love something while you have it, love it fully and without reservation, even if you know you’ll lose it someday. We lose everything. If you’re trying to avoid less, there’s no point in taking another breath, or letting your heart beat one more time. It all ends. His fingers curled around mine. That’s all life is. Breathing in, breathing out. The space between two breaths.

This book gives you the ultimate schizophrenic feels. I seriously never knew where my emotions were leading me. I was immensely impressed with the whole scandal of, well everything in this novel. Leah Raeder takes you to a whole new world where deceit, drugs, lust, betrayal, and anxiety. Unteachable is so well written and it really brings you out of your comfort zone. I’m not saying that I was particularly uncomfortable, but certain situations did get under my skin a little, morally wise. Then again, I’m also not saying I wouldn’t do the exact same thing in a position like the main character Maise was. The whole ideation of forbidden love is just piques curiosity in everyone.

 He looked at all of me, my fresh teenage skin, my adult certainty, my old soul. No one had ever at me so completely. No one had ever seen me as such a whole, rounded person.

I felt like the characters were very relatable, even if you couldn’t place yourself in their shoes. Maise was brave, cocky, intelligent and definitely had issues in her past, especially with men. Using sex as a coping mechanism, she was quite the seductress. Throughout the entire story she always knew who she was, even if she didn’t want to know. Mr. Evan Wilke, on the other hand is a completely different story. He’s a conundrum to Maise. She’s attracted to him beyond what she can fathom and doesn’t understand why. Who wouldn’t fall for a guy like Evan though? I mean he’s older, wiser, sexier, and more appealing than the average high school boy.

You are so alive, Maise. You are so here, so present in the moment. You’ve taught me that happiness is possible now, not in some distant future. You’ll scale a mountain without a second thought, face your fears, and throw yourself into danger, and you’re not reckless but bold, proud. You have a lion’s heart. You’re not afraid to live.

I enjoyed the support characters quite tremendously. Wesley had my heart from beginning to end. He was quirky, passionate, and loyal to a fault. As much as I disliked Maise’s mother, and her classmate Hiyam, they definitely played an important role to the story.

I felt something I’ve never felt before. You can call it love, or you can call it free fall. They’re pretty much the same thing.

This story is definitely not one that you’ll soon forget. I urge you to pick up this novel and give it a whirl. I guarantee you’ll get sucked in, just as I did. Leah Raeder dropped some serious wisdom bombs on me throughout the book and kept me in awe. There was so many times that I literally had to re-read what I read because it was so poignantly beautiful. The words don’t just stay on the page they float around in your mind and really sink in. I will definitely be remembering some of these words, almost as if a new mantra.

Cockiness and not caring aren’t boldness or pride theyre coping mechanism

Leah Raeder is a writer and unabashed nerd. Aside from reading her brains out, she enjoys graphic design, video games, fine whiskey, and the art of self-deprecation. She lives with her very own manic pixie dream boy in Chicago. Visit her at


Monday, October 13, 2014

[Release Blitz] Coherent

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Coherent (Consensual #2)

Livia Jamerlan

Erotic Romance

Cover Design by Perfect Pear Creative Covers

A tragic past. A forgotten week. A broken heart.

When Braelynn wakes up in a hospital bed with a week of her life missing, she turns to the darkness that she didn’t know she craved.

Lost and confused she’s left empty.

Addiction. Fear. A broken soul.

Peyton Haas is self–assertive, determined to get what he wants, and for the first time in his life—in love.

But is he willing to face the demons that haunt Braelynn?

Their love was like no other—steamy, heart–stopping… Beautiful.

It was the first time the either of them had let someone in. But one week was all it took to change their lives forever.

Will their love be enough to keep them together? Coherent, book two in the Consensual Series.


Peyton’s hands pulled me by the waist towards him and Landon turned away, walking back through the crowd. My eyes were locked on him until he vanished in the crowd.

“You were flirting,” Peyton growled, his lips brushing my temple.

I turned to face him, my eyes locking with his. “No, I wasn’t.” My lips pouted.

“I saw you.” His hand crawled up my arm, wrapping around the flesh.

“You didn’t see shit. I wasn’t flirting,” I hissed through my teeth.

“Do you want him, Lynn?” Peyton asked, bringing his lips over mine but refusing to kiss me. “Knowing that another man wants you … does that turn you on?” His tongue slid across my bottom lip.

“Does it bother you that you’re not the only who sees me?”

“You were flirting.”

“You left me. To be with her.”



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Livia Jamerlan is the author of Divided. She is also a hopeless romantic who is always looking for her next love story to pop in her head. Though Livia kept a journal throughout her early life, she never thought about pursuing a career in writing. She always used it as form of therapy, pouring her heart out into words. It wasn’t until a story developed in her head that she decided maybe she could write a book. At first it was just an escape from reality, but now she uses it as a power to put all her feelings, hopes, and fears on paper. Deciding it was time to tell her story, she began to write. With each passing day the story grew, characters were formed, and what seemed like a hobby at first has now become a passion for Livia.

She is a New Jersey Native who loves spending time with her husband and two dogs Buddy and Daisy. When she is not writing or hiding behind her Kindle, you can find her with outside, gardening, at a local shopping center enjoying some retail therapy, or enjoy a pepperoni pizza.

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Friday, October 10, 2014

[Cover Reveal] Violet Addiction


There was no bright light in my death, but perhaps that is because I wasn’t destined for the angelic beauty of heaven. No, my short lived life had been played out with so much sin and excess that there would no doubt be a special cage in hell with my name on it. In my death, I felt and saw nothing. No warmth, no cold, no light, no darkness, just nothing. When I woke, he was gone, the only piece of perfection in my ugly world. Part of me was grateful that he had finally found the good sense to leave. Another part of me was broken, irrevocably and agonizingly broken.


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Kirsty Dallas

I grew up on the beaches of North Queensland, Australia before migrating south to the iconic Gold Coast in 1995. I traded the surf and my bikini for pajama's and a computer when I embarked on writing professionally in 2012. 

I write first and foremost for myself. I write characters and ideas that come from my heart, then take shape and evolve into entire landscapes in my mind. 

I am fascinated with most creative outlets --- photography, art, music, you name it, I love it. I don't take life too seriously and I love to hear from fans and other like-minded, creative people. So drop me a line or come hang out on Facey or over at the Twitter-verse!

Thursday, October 9, 2014

[Cover Reveal] Light Shadows

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Twenty-one years ago, Gabriella's life was stolen from her before it even began.

Orphaned at birth and encompassed in a fortress of lies to protect her identity, she never truly understood her purpose on this earth. But now that she has ascended, embracing her destiny, the ghosts of her past have come back to haunt her.

Even with insurmountable power running through her veins, part of Gabriella is irreparably broken. And with old enemies working to destroy the tiny shred of normalcy she has left, she'll be forced to face the ugly truth about Dorian, the man she chose to love despite his darkness.

Everything she loved is a lie, and everyone she thought she knew is a stranger. And now that Gabriella is about to be thrust into the battle of her life, she discovers that she may be fighting for the wrong side.

*This is book 3 of The Dark Light Series, the highly anticipated conclusion to Gabriella and Dorian's beautifully tragic love story.



I finally turn to Dorian to find him naked and so close that my breasts press against the top of his abs. My lips part automatically, but he doesn’t kiss me. He never gives me what I want—just what I need.

“You want to explain that look earlier?” he deadpans looking down at me, his voice low and sinister.

“What look?” I slide my hands up onto his shoulders, yet he still doesn’t touch me.

“Between you and my brother. And don’t lie. I know when you lie. And it will just make it worse for you.”

Without looking him in the eye, I give him a carefree smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Suit yourself.”

He's kissing me hungrily, angrily, painfully before I even know what's happening. His greedy hands cup my breasts, so swollen for him, and pinch my nipples hard enough to leave a lingering sting. I yelp into his mouth and he nips my bottom lip with his teeth.

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” he rasps, pulling away just enough to utter the words. He doesn’t even give me a chance to answer before he’s kissing me again, smothering my little whimper and whines with his lips and tongue.

Still devouring my resistance, he parts my thighs and cups my sex possessively, as if he's holding a rare jewel in the palm of his hand. Then, without warning or provocation, he sinks two fingers inside of me to the knuckle.

"What are you doing, Dorian?" I manage to gasp against his demanding lips.

He looks at me—wild with lust or fury or both. I feel myself grow hotter and a bead of sweat trails its way between my breasts. Dorian doesn’t even think about it. He bends his head and licks the salty droplet, his tongue not stopping until his lips are at my jaw. His voice is gruffer than I have ever heard it and it frightens and entices me. "Reminding you."

I blink once...twice...before good sense returns. "Of what?"

He eases his fingers out slowly, those pale blue eyes lit with passion trained on me, before pushing them back in to the hilt. "Who owns this."

His face is buried in my neck in the next second and he inhales deeply, breathing me & fingering me all at once. Bringing us both to heaven with such deviant acts. I try to swallow my screams as his skillful fingers beckon my orgasm, commanding I come for him, but he won't have it. His other hand fists a handful of my hair and pulls so hard that my head snaps back, ensuring that I can see him and only him.

"Scream for me."


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Dark Light

(Dark Light #1)


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The Dark Prince

Dark Light #2



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A Dark Light Novella



About the author:

S.L. Jennings is a New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and paranormal romance, reality TV junkie, obsessive coffee drinker and collector of crazy.

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[Blog Tour] Every Soul

When you lose the one person who grounds your existence, your whole world changes.

In life, it is said that everything happens for a reason. If that’s true, how can you explain death? Especially when it happens to someone so young, so beautiful, and so innocent? My name is Bain Adams, and I struggle with these thoughts every day. I’ve been through hell and back, somehow surviving the unimaginable. My sister took her life six months ago, and now, what’s left is a shell of the man I once was, a shadow of the person I used to be. Do I miss that life? Absolutely. But I miss her more, every day. I pray time will ease the pain and help my suffering while I search for the answers…but so far, nothing.

Happiness is something I knew so long ago, and now it’s nothing but a faint, distant recollection of the life I once had. My name is Arion LaSalle, and seven months ago my life was shredded to pieces when my fiancé disappeared while deployed. He never came home, burning a hindrance of pain and agony within my soul. For so long, I lived my life believing everything happens for a reason, until now. ‘Cause none of it makes any sense. Why Nate? Why only him? Since getting through each breath is a struggle, I put on a fake persona, pretending I’m someone I’m not, living my life recklessly. Because for me, it was all taken far too soon.

“So are you really going to eye fuck me all night without introducing yourself?”
            What the fuck? I swallow hard, her words catching me off guard. “Uhh, I’m Bain.”
            Those are the only words that come out; my heart is pounding. She laughs at me and I turn to her and ask, “What’s so funny?”
            “You. That’s all you’re going to say? Uhh, I’m Bain?”
            “Okay,” she responds is a quieter tone, understanding that I’m serious. “Well, Bain, I’m Arion. I just thought with the way you’ve been staring at me all night, you’d have more to say.”
            Fuck, she’s quick with words. Unfortunately for me, I’m at a great disadvantage; the bars mixed with the alcohol have made my mind fuzzy. I can’t keep up with her, not like this. I need to be sober. “Was I that obvious?” I finally ask.
            She flicks her cigarette into the parking lot and stares at me. Pulling my eyes from the ground, I meet hers. She’s gorgeous, she’s really something else, I tell yah. Especially her eyes, gray and…laced with hurt, just like mine. She acts tough, but she’s hiding something. “Listen, Bain, I don’t know what’s wrong with you.”
            “Nothing’s wrong,” I retort. “I’m…I’m just…drunk.”
            “Me too,” she responds running her hands down my chest and pushing me harder into the wall. Our eyes never leave one another’s. My breathing increases and I focus on staying calm while feeling what she is doing to me with her hands. It doesn’t take but a few seconds ‘til she slides them under my shirt. I may not have words when it comes to her, but my lips don’t let me down. Staring into her eyes, she looks at me with uncertainty. I attempt to ease that, with a kiss.
            Her lips are plump and tender. She tastes of mint with a hint of ger. The moment she touches her tongue with mine, my senses flip and that need that’s been knocking to escape all night erupts.
            A couple exits the bar and we separate for a brief moment. Then I pull her down the side of the building. The moment we are tucked nicely into the dark alley, we pick right back up. This is seedy as fuck.
            It’s a crisp night, but being with her in the cold doesn’t bother me. Her hands are warm as they explore every part of my body. But being a man, I want more. “Keep touching me,” I command, wanting to feel her warm hands on my cock. Holding her face, I continue to kiss her, loving the release I get while indulging in her.
            “Mmmmm, you do speak.”
            Growling, I flip her around, now pressing her against the wall. “I do. Fuck, Arion…” I trail off, unsure of what to say next.
            She makes quick work of the button and zipper of my pants and wastes no time going in, clenching me hard, just like I wanted. “Mmmmmhhhhh,” I groan as she begins to stroke me.
            “Your cock is big and I want it deep in my throat.” She drops to her knees and I lean my hands against the wall, questioning what we are doing for half a second. There is no one around us and no one in sight – fuck it. Her tongue hits me swirling over the end; I brush her hair out of her face and watch as she engulfs me. From tip to base, she takes me all the way. When I don’t think she can go any further, she does, and her nose touches my skin. It takes real skill to take all of me. She stares up working my cock in and out of those sweet, plump lips. We watch one another, and I wonder who in the world she is. So confident, sexy, and…dominant. Christ, it’s such a fucking turn-on.
            Each pull and push she matches with her hand, twirling her tongue as she goes. I especially like watching her mouth stretch. Stopping for a moment, she removes her lips but jerks my shaft, quickly. “Will you come in my mouth, Bain?”
            “Suck me hard and I will.” 
            I nod my head when she obeys and feel my balls tighten. Fuck, it’s been too long. Looking at her as she takes my release, her eyes are closed and she’s in a zone, enjoying this. As she pushes me to orgasm, her mouth is so warm. Her movements are perfect and I come so hard in the back of her throat, pumping my hips and thrusting out every last drop of cum. To my surprise, she swallows, smirking at me the moment she finally takes my cock out of her mouth. Standing, she licks her lips. I’m panting, trying to catch my breath as she says, “It was a pleasure to meet you, Bain,” and walks away.

We all know that I worship LK Collins, right? Well if you didn’t, you do now. This woman is a goddess. The way she has with words is just spectacular. I’ve been in love with her writing since her debut novel, Fatalism. Since then LK has grown into such a fierce and immensely talented author.  Dead serious, I have fallen in absolute love with all of her characters. I don’t think I could possibly tell you how much emotion that this woman invokes from me. I didn’t even know I could feel the way I do when reading her novels. LK Collins always leaves me with one word; Speechless.

Every Soul was astonishing. I thought about this book when I wasn’t reading it. Granted I only put it down for a few hours so that I could do the mundane tasks of cooking and the like. While I wasn’t reading, all I could think about was Bain, Kinsey, and Arion. My word I loved these characters something fierce. Everything about this novel was stunning, fascinating, and full of pure raw emotion.  I mean I’m at the point where I have so many thoughts running through my head that I can’t even focus on one to choose. 

I honestly don’t have a coherent thought going through my mind about this. There’s just so many aspects of this story to love. When I tell you I fell in love, I fell HARD. Arion is just perfection, her sassy and brazen ways just took my by storm.  Losing quite a few people that were really close to me, I understood the pain inflicted into these characters. Both characters just so beautifully broken, just waiting to be healed. Don’t let me forget about Bain. Good lord. LK totally had me at tattoos. I mean tall, broody, charming, tattooed, sexy, athletic… Oh I could go on and on. One word, Delicious. 
There’s really not much I can say about this novel without giving away what I believe to be major deals. All I know is that ending?! WHY! I was so happy. So so so happy. Then my entire world was turned upside down in a matter of one final word! There’s no way I’m going to be able to wait until 2015 for the companion novel to this. I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS! Oh god…… Bain. Arion. I can’t even deal with this, I’m making all sorts of assumptions that I want to be true, and ones that I hope don’t happen. Or do I? I’m anguished and torn. Ahhh I couldn’t even imagine what Arion feels. 

This novel is simply a MUST read. You’ll be addicted, and unable to stop yourself from devouring this beautiful work in its entirety. You really can’t ask for more in a book. There is no doubt in my mind that you’ll instantly become a fan of LK, and you’ll have to read all her other works of pure genius. I do have to say, this novel is probably going to be my favorite. As much as I love the  Life Destiny Fate series, This book just blew my mind. SO many feels. The passion between the characters and the tragedy of their tortured souls just comes together in a beautiful, inspiring novel. 

LK Collins

LK Collins is first and foremost a devoted wife and mother. She loves music and has openly admitted that she's addicted to it. Without the strength of the words from some of her favorite artists, what she does...would not be possible. She works the normal 9 to 5 like the rest of the world, but is fortunate that she's allowed to listen to music for eight hours a day. When she gets home, she turns into Superwoman; juggling the crazy world of being an indie author, a mom, and a wife. Both her daughter and her husband share names with famous presidents. Her husband is referred to by her readers as "the Prez", a name well deserved.

LK has had a passion for the worlds created by authors for as long as she can remember and with the support of the Prez, she has successfully self-published three titles in the Life. Destiny. Fate Series. While her books are erotica, they are also known for dramatic storylines that will keep the reader enthralled from page one.

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