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Monday, November 25, 2013


My rating: 3 out of 5 stars

"How many Eddie's you got in this town?"

***Please note, book was gifted by the author in exchange for an honest review***

How many indeed? I'm not new to Ms. Darling's work or the darkness her characters can, and often, posses. If you're a regular here at PRUFreads, you'll know her name from her OF WAR series that I have reviewed and therefor know that I am indeed a fan. This is, however, the first I've read from her that isn't of the paranormal flavor. This will a difficult review for me so please bear with me.

First, let me say this really isn't the book for me. In some ways, I'm still discovering my darker side when it comes to book preferences. I can't say that I simply love dark reads in general, nor can I pinpoint just yet what works for me and what doesn't. As the title announces, this is a book about a deep rooted, disturbing and often shocking obsession. Helen leads a simple life in a podunk town the rest of the world has forgotten. She has a simple cottage out in the middle of nowhere, just her and feline friend Harry, or so she thinks...

THE PROS-The cover- It isn't flashy, it's very simple yet reflects the book very well.

                     Kevin-I like the fact that he isn't a strapping twenty something yet pulls off that hot
                                hero persona with ease. He's strong and protective yet nurturing and sensitive to
                                her needs.

                     Rafe-  As Helen's youngest son, his introduction added a new element and
                                understanding to both the story and to Helen herself that went a long way in
                                helping me warm up to her character.

                     The obsession-the connection between the stalker and Helen was one of which I didn't
                                              really see coming and made me outwardly cringe. It was hard to read
                                              but even so, it was clever.

                     Details-I thought I was going to lose my lunch more than once as I read page after page.
                                  Getting to know our resident psycho isn't easy and while Ms. Darling has never
                                  been one to shy away, she not only takes you there but pushes that much further
                                  where some authors would go with a safer, fade to black type of wrap up. She
                                  makes sure you know him and every single dark place in his incredibly
                                  disturbed mind.

THE CONS-POV hopping. Obsession is told from different angles and jumped around too abruptly
                      at times. When I have to stop and rethink who it is taking note of this or that, it disrupts
                      the pacing  There was also tense shifts(past to present and back again) in the narration.

                     Terms-Some of the dialogue just did not work for me and at times took a would be very
                                 serious crucial scene and made it cartoonish. At one point she actually asked 'Are
                                 you nukin' futz?' Not to mention the "Yeah, let's get that flyin' monkey." that
                                 followed after a yellow brick road reference. She is 50 plus years old, it just
                                 seemed odd and out of place.

                      Repetitive-It was established early on that Helen is more on the mature side who has
                                        arthritic issues with her knees and her auburn hair is graying. That isn't
                                        something I felt I needed to be reminded of at every turn. I felt the term
                                        "graying" was overused. The reader was reminded of her age more often
                                        than was needed.

                       Pacing/Length-Some scenes seemed to drag on for longer than needed and I felt
                                                myself skimming, which I really hate to do. For me, I think the overall
                                                length of the book could have been shortened without taking away from
                                                the story.

Another thanks to Ms. Darling for providing me with a copy of Obsession and for also reminding me to lock every single door and window in my house!

Thursday, November 21, 2013


My rating: 4 out of 5 stars

"Please, take my strength, take my love, take my mark upon you and never doubt that you are mine. That I am yours."


***Please note book was gifted by author in exchange for an honest review***

Immortal Bound picks up where Immortal Dreams left off and wow does Amele have her hands full! The Warrior Queen was an easy stand out in book one and in this installment, she truly meets her match. Amele is a strong, independent and prideful woman and even though she's long had eyes for the Elemental God Nikolai, she won't come easy.

Nikolai has always felt something was missing, though having any and every woman he so chooses at his beck and call isn't one of them. A deal is a deal but damn if he didn't want her to enjoy it! The attraction is palpable, a battle of wills and so it goes...

Immortal Bound is definitely my favorite of the of the series thus far. It felt more solid in both character development and flow of the story. In some books, the reader is simply handed the couple and expected to get it, to love them. Ms. Sage did a great job of selling her couple to me. While it wasn't so much of a slow burn, I never found myself wondering what he saw in her or vice versa. The surprising pairing made sense and maintained great chemistry throughout without being fully dependent on  strong sexual aspect of said chemistry.

Nikolai and Amele's journey was a bumpy one and let's just remind ourselves for a moment that there's nothing like a woman scorned. That brings me to their supporting cast. I love grey characters and Nikolai's siblings struck an interest in me, here's hoping there is much more of them to come. Also, someone very close and loyal to Amele comes into her own a bit and I suspect she will have a large role in book three. I love the feel of this series where the otherwise feared races, the unknowns, are more than their clinical definitions and find themselves drawn to those that such a pairing is unheard of and in most cases unacceptable. This paves the way for suspense, danger and forbidden romance...WINx3!

Friday, November 15, 2013


Release Day Book Blitz
Broken Truth by Beth Ashworth


 Life for Charlotte (Charlie) Harris couldn’t be any better at this moment in time. She has her dream job, she has the extremely wealthy knight in shining armour and she has the best friends a girl could ever ask for. On paper, the beautiful world unfolding at her feet almost appears too good to be true for a working class girl from Manchester right?
But what happens when you gloss over the statistics and realise that the happy bubble you have been living in for the past fifteen months has all been a twisted, torturous path of lies? What if you realised that the person you loved wasn’t who they claimed to be any longer?
With the once sacred and happy memories now turned into hatred and despair, Charlie must now follow her instincts to either forget her past and move on or force the hand that holds the cards to her life to reshuffle the deck before it leads onto the twisted future that lies in store.
What will she choose?
Can she forgive and forget for the only man her heart has ever loved?

(Please note that this book contains strong language and graphic scenes of a sexual nature which are intended for a more mature audience.)


Excerpt One:

“I know you’re watching me, Baby.” The groggy sound of his voice startled her somewhat.
Composing herself, Charlie smiled. “No, I’m not.”

He grinned sleepily before brilliant blue eyes opened and met her stare. “I think you are,” he murmured.
Her heart began to flutter repeatedly as their eyes continued to stare at one another. It was always like this between them, this playful yet sizzling chemistry that Charlie hoped they would never lose.  “So what are you going to do about it then?” she challenged with a smirk.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, he gave her a look that practically melted her insides to a puddle of goo. Licking her lips seductively, Charlie continued tracing her fingers across his stomach, enjoying the feel of his skin blazing beneath her touch.
“Are you teasing me, Baby?” he asked with a hint of amusement. Lifting both of his arms to rest behind his head, Charlie watched as he tensed the muscles in his abdomen, defining the already ridged muscles further.

She knew he was playing dirty, but she also knew that she could play dirtier. It was definitely time for her to up her game she decided as she removed her hand from his body and placed it on her left thigh. Very gently, she ran her fingertips from the top of her leg to the bottom. His eyes widened as he watched her fingers pursue an unrelenting path over her soft skin until she stopped at the juncture of her thighs.

Copyright 2013 Broken Truth – Beth Ashworth

Excerpt Two:

“Careful,” Callum said as he closed the space between them and placed his hands on her shoulders to steady her balance. He flicked his eyes up and down the length of her naked body, lingering unashamedly at the soft swells of her breasts. “I missed you,” he murmured huskily.
Even standing underneath the hot water of the shower, Charlie couldn’t help the way her nipples began to harden. She was unable to control the reactions of her body around Callum, so she had just learnt to embrace it.

 “Your fucking tits are amazing,” Callum groaned as he stroked his hands down from her shoulders to cup her breasts. He squeezed them firmly in his hands before brushing the tips of his thumbs over her rosy, hardened peaks. Closing her eyes, Charlie bit down on her lower lip. “You like that?” he breathed as he continued to tease and knead her breasts.
Removing one hand from her chest, Callum firmly gripped the nape of Charlie’s neck and lowered his lips down to hers in one smooth movement. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as he sucked and nipped at her bottom lip.

The hot spray from the shower continuously pounded onto her skin, leaving her body feeling extremely sensitive. She gasped as a slight tremor ran the length of her body, which Callum used to slip his tongue inside of her mouth.
Meeting his tongue stroke for stroke, Charlie found her hands tracing across the well defined muscles of Callum’s stomach. Her fingertips dipped into each ridged groove before her hand found the small trail of hair that headed south. Brushing her fingers gently over the line of light and fluffy hair from his navel, she slowly crept further down until she reached his warm and pulsing shaft.

Copyright 2013 Broken Truth – Beth Ashworth

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About Beth Ashworth:

Beth Ashworth was born in Manchester in 1990, but shortly moved to the modest city of Coventry where she was raised and still resides now.

As a vivid reader from a very early age, Beth has always been keen to put her words onto paper. As a child she was always found with either a book in her hand, a pen and notepad or a computer games controller.

Starting off by initially writing alternate endings to her favourite Jacqueline Wilson books from around the age of ten, Beth has continued to grow and love her passion for books.

Eventually, after many unfinished books and short stories, she finally decided to follow her passion and write books that she hopes people will love.

When she isn't reading or writing, Beth loves to spend time with her husband and friends.

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Monday, November 11, 2013


Infatuation by Melissa Schroeder
USA Today Bestselling Author
To prove her love and save her man, she has to go above and beyond the call of duty SEAL Francis McKade never acted on his feelings for his best friend’s sister. All that changes at a wedding in Hawaii, but the next morning, he’s called for a mission-one that leaves his world in shambles. Months later, Kade shows up in her bar a changed man. When he pushes her to her limits in the bedroom, Shannon refuses to back down. One way or another, he’ll learn there’s no walking away from love—not while she still has breath in her body.


SEAL’s Honor by Elle James
Award-winning Author
Two Navy SEALs jeopardize their lives and hearts in a battle-torn land when they vie for the love of one sexy Night Stalker helicopter pilot SEAL Reed Tucker doesn’t believe in commitment, until he tangles the sheets with one hot pilot, Delaney O’Connell. His phobia against commitment is challenged when his best friend asks Delaney to marry him. As a helicopter pilot for the 160th Night Stalkers, Delaney knows the risks of loving a SEAL. When her lover’s friend loses an arm in battle, she can’t refuse his marriage proposal when he’s already lost so much. In love with one man, pledged to marry another, she’s torn. Tuck and Delaney must come to grips with the happiness they owe themselves and the happiness of their friend who has lost so much.

SEAL the Deal by Sharon Hamilton
A SEAL’s nightmare of a promise given at his sister’s deathbed gives him the woman of his dreams Special Operator Nick Dunn gets the call he has been dreading since before his last deployment. His sister is in her final stages of cancer. He drives up to Sonoma County from Coronado to help her shut down her failing nursery business and tie up her final affairs. He must work with his sister’s best friend he only vaguely remembers from his past. But boy has she grown up. Devon Brandeburg has created a small financial fortune through her success in real estate. Her career is her main focus, but a closely guarded secret is her total lack of experience with men. After all, who needs them? Especially when their testosterone-stuffed egos suck all the air out of the room, like Nick’s does. Nick’s sister requires two things of the both of them as her dying wish. What starts as a deathbed promise turns out to be a hot affair neither one expected. Nick becomes Devon’s teacher in her journey to womanhood. As she comes alive in his arms, the student brings the teacher something he’s never allowed himself to want, and now knows he needs.

Dangerous Liaisons by Delilah Devlin
Award-winning Author
A pampered travel agent escapes through the jungle with an undercover DEA agent when a drug lord mistakes her for a rival’s daughter After surviving a week of anti-terrorist training in a Central American jungle, Maya Cordoba is ready to kick off the mud from her designer boots after she hijacks her sexy driving instructor. Instead, she finds herself staring down the barrel of an AK-47and being kidnapped! Mistaken for a rival drug lord’s daughter she knows if they learn she’s not who they think she is—she’s dead. Rescue comes from ex-marine and undercover DEA agent, Angel Rickman. He promises to get her out as long as she does everything he tells her to. Together, they make a mad dash through the jungle with the drug cartel’s army on their tails.


Her Forever Hero by JM Madden
Bestselling Author
When the boss’s pregnant, unwed daughter needs rescuing, disabled Marine Grafton Parks proves he’s still a hero Kendall Herrington is drawn to her handsome new security guard, prosthetic hand and all. The man is totally wrong for her, but on a lonely Christmas night, she gives in to her body’s demands, regret setting in on the morning after. Former EOD Marine Grafton Parks knows Kendall is resisting admitting she’s pregnant and that the board won’t allow an unwed, pregnant female to run the multi-billion dollar Herrington Corporation. Even if she is the boss’s daughter. As they struggle to come to terms with each other, an unexpected danger threatens their lives. Will they survive long enough for him to be…Her Forever Hero?

Cinderella Liberty by Cat Johnson
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author
A weekend liberty leads to unexpected passion between a Marine and his best friend’s sister, but he must survive seven months in Afghanistan to get back to her Marine Gunnery Sergeant John “Crash” O’Malley has two goals. Enjoy his liberty in New York City, and survive his deployment to Afghanistan. What he didn’t plan on is Trish. A guy can’t have a one-night stand with his best friend’s sister and then abandon her at midnight when his liberty ends, but starting a new relationship days before shipping out would be crazy. Crash doesn’t realize his friend’s displeasure over him breaking the ‘no sisters rule’ is nothing compared to what the insurgents have in store for them in the Helmand Province. Now, Crash’s new objective is to get home alive and make Trish his.


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Deep Blue Secret is Book 1 of the Water Keepers series

A sweet, mysterious teen romance with a refreshing fantasy twist.

California teen Sadie James thinks her life couldn't get any better. She has great friends, an energetic mother she adores, and the beach practically in her own backyard. 

But her carefree life is turned upside down when she's rescued by a mysterious and strangely familiar boy who won't even tell her his name. Each time the boy appears, Sadie's unexplainable attraction to him deepens along with her need to unravel his secrets. 

The boy is there to protect her, but as wonderful and exciting as it might be to have an irresistible boy with crystal green eyes protecting her every move, every minute of the day...why does Sadie need one? As Sadie finds answers, she realizes her life isn't as perfect as she thought. Not only is she caught in a world of dangerous secret agents she never knew existed, but it turns out her true identity may be the greatest secret of all.

Check out the first chapter

I tossed my school bag to the back seat of my run-down Honda. The car was a hand-me-down from my mom when she upgraded to a new one last year. It had been super reliable for how old it was, but the radio didn't work. That was a major bummer. But not even a broken radio could bring me down on such a beautiful, sunshiny day.

I toggled through the menu on my MP3 player until I found the perfect song for my upbeat mood. My earphones blasted as I drove down the street, admiring the cloudless Newport Beach sky, wisps of hair circling my neck from the breeze through the open window.

It was usually in the sixties this time of year, but I heard it was going to hit eighty this week; pretty nice for November. I could feel the extra warmth already. The sunshine gave me an extra burst of energy, making an already good day seem even better.

It took maybe five minutes to drive to my high school. Traffic lined the web of Southern California freeways every day, but I rarely ventured out that far. I had everything I needed right here in my own little corner of the world.

My poor old car buzzed into the student lot at the back of the school, and I circled around the corner to find a parking spot. Normal teenager clunker-cars, just like mine, studded the rows, but they were interspersed among the typical mix of new convertibles, sports cars, and SUV’s. I wasn't embarrassed by my car; I was glad to even have one. And it wasn’t like anyone gave me a hard time for driving it.

As I pulled into a parking space and turned off the engine, a slow, melancholy song played in my ears. Without thinking twice, I grabbed the headphones and yanked them off immediately. I thought I had removed all the sad stuff a few weeks ago. This day was too cheerful and bright to listen to something so blah.

Plus, I was sort of developing a fear of love songs over the last couple months. I’d always enjoyed all kinds of music, but I’d been having some crazy emotional reactions to it lately. And music wasn’t the only problem. A couple of weeks ago, I felt completely depressed for hours after reading a scene in a book—totally out of character for me. My life was way too great to be sad and moping around for no reason at all.

It was probably just teenage hormones going haywire.

I waved at a few kids I knew talking by their cars and continued to the outdoor quad area covered in grass and leafy trees. It was already full of my classmates, and I greeted a few more as I crossed the sidewalk.

Then I saw him. Justin Crane.

My head darted down and away, hoping he wouldn’t notice me from across the path. It wasn’t like I made a habit of avoiding people at school, but I’d been on a few dates with Justin earlier this year and they didn’t exactly turn out the way I had hoped.

I thought…what was the harm, you know? Maybe it could be fun. But that totally backfired on me. The truth was, I was hesitant to go with him in the first place, but saying no just seemed too…mean.

I should’ve listened to my instincts. Once Justin got the first yes, he couldn’t be stopped. He pursued me like crazy, almost obnoxiously. And his hands really had a problem with wandering. I tried to tell him I only wanted to be friends, but he just wasn’t willing to take no for an answer. The guy had some serious determination; I had to give him that. But it got to the point where I had to be outright rude, and I didn’t like that.

The last week or two it seemed like Justin was finally backing off, but I wasn’t about to give him a chance to change his mind. I hurried through the double glass doors of the school building at the end of the sidewalk and let out a sigh of relief. Justin Crane was safely out of view.

When I approached my locker, I glanced around the hallway to see if Heather was nearby. She was my best friend. We had first period together, so she always came to meet me before class.

When I spotted Heather from across the hall, her lean physique approached my direction with purpose, holding her phone to her ear. That wasn’t an unusual sight; Heather would probably choose to have her phone surgically attached to the side of her head if it was possible—as long as it was also considered fashionable of course. I had a cell phone too—I mean, who didn’t—but mine seemed like a piece of junk compared to hers.

I’d known Heather since second grade, so I was totally comfortable around her, and I spent more time with her than anyone else, besides my mom of course. But, I had a feeling Heather could be a little intimidating to some people. I was a decent height at five feet five inches, but Heather beat me by at least four more inches. And it wasn’t just her height. Even in a crowd, Heather had a way of making sure she was noticed, but not in a bad way. At least, I didn’t think so.

Heather and I had a lot in common, yet somehow we were nothing alike. Maybe that was why we worked so well together. Either way, we'd been friends a long time.

Heather slid the phone in her designer bag and sprung up beside me.

“Hey, Sade!” she said, her face animated, like she had a juicy secret to share. Heather used the mirror in my locker to check her long platinum hair for any imperfections. “So I was just talking to Lindsey,” she went on, “and you will never guess what she said.”

“What?” I asked.

Suddenly, Heather was pulling me down through the crowded corridor of students. Some looked like they were modeling for a designer clothing catalog, kind of like Heather, while the majority were dressed in flip-flops and shorts like they just stepped foot off the beach.

Heather stopped around a quiet corner and brought her perfectly made-up face close to mine, lowering her voice. “I don’t know if I’m supposed to say anything, so you totally didn’t hear this from me.”

“Okay…” I said, confused but intrigued.

“Lindsey heard that, Nick,” she said the name with emphasis, “Christensen, like, has a thing for you, and wants to ask you out on a date or something.” She paused dramatically, waiting for my response.

That was the big news? I did like going on dates—or at least I thought I did—but I wasn’t sure I was ready to deal with another boy just yet. Nick Christensen was definitely cute, there was no question about that, but what if he turned out to be just like Justin Crane? I wasn’t sure if I should be excited about this or cringe and run away.

“Hello?” Heather said. “Did you not just hear me? Nick Christensen wants to hook up with you.”

It took me a second, but I finally responded. “Nick likes me?” I said. “Um, that’s…good, I guess. I mean, he seems like a nice guy.”

Heather clutched my arm, dragging me forward with agitation. “He seems nice? He’s only, like, one of the most gorgeous guys at our school. Seriously, Sadie, could you be any more clueless when it comes to guys? You have boys lining up to drool at your feet and you’re completely oblivious.”

I stopped. “What? No I don’t. And by the way, you get asked out on dates too.”

“Not by guys like Nick Christensen. You could at least try to appreciate how lucky you are.”

I thought about it a second. Maybe Heather had a point. I was lucky to get asked on dates at all, so I should be more excited. I didn’t want to come off as a jerk or something. And there was no way that all the boys in our school could be as bad as Justin Crane, right?

“Wait, so Nick Christensen really wants to ask me out?” I said, trying to mimic Heather’s enthusiasm. “I mean, he is pretty cute. I guess a date with him sounds like fun.”

“Of course it does,” Heather said, like I was ridiculous for thinking otherwise. “He’s totally hot.”

We entered the classroom and sat in our usual seats. Mr. Rivera lectured and scribbled illegibly on the white board as my chin sunk deeper into the palm of my hand. Math first thing in the morning was a bit of a challenge. My mind wandered.

The depressing song I heard in the car started playing through my mind, the chorus repeating in my head over and over again. It was annoying. I should’ve listened to something more cheerful before I turned it off. I straightened in my seat and tried to focus. Even math sounded better right now than that stupid song.

During break I went back to my locker and grabbed a bag of baby carrots. I tossed one in my mouth, but it was bigger than I expected and I struggled to chew as I shut the locker with my elbow.

I almost choked. Nick Christensen was standing right in front of me.

“Oh,” I said, surprised. I threw my hand to my face, covering my mouth full of food, chewing as fast as possible. I practically swallowed the carrot whole.

Nick ran a hand through his chestnut hair, eyes shifting to the floor. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to sneak up on you.”

I tried to smile, hoping I didn’t have any food stuck in my teeth. “It’s okay. You just surprised me.”

I usually didn't get super nervous around boys, at least not in the past, but all of a sudden, I felt strangely uncomfortable.

Nick paused. “So, I was just wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out with me this Saturday?” He fidgeted with a strap on his backpack in this cute, almost endearing sort of way—which was probably the exact opposite thing that Justin Crane would have been doing if I was talking to him right now. It made me feel somehow at ease again. Nick seemed like a really nice guy, and Heather was right…he was pretty nice to look at, too.

But then I remembered I already had plans with my mom that day. My eyebrows wrinkled apologetically. “This Saturday? Actually, I can’t. I told my mom I would help her paint our living room.”

Nick looked away, blue eyes full of disappointment. “Oh. That’s okay.”

I immediately felt bad. I didn’t want him to think I made up some excuse not to go. I really did have plans. Each week my mom had just one or two nights off from the hospital where she worked. That was really our only time to see each other, so we started girls’ night. It had become our weekly tradition. We’d usually do stuff like get take-out and watch chick flicks, but this time my overly-energetic mother talked me into another do-it-yourself project. At least this time it wouldn’t require tearing down any walls.

I wasn’t that excited about painting in the first place, and with Nick looking way cuter than I realized before, I was starting to regret making plans with my mom. But instead of becoming bitter at my mother’s ambition, I quickly thought of a solution that would work for everyone.

The smile returned to my face. “Well, school’s closed Friday for Veteran’s Day. I don’t have plans if you want to do something then.”

“Sure!” Nick’s face brightened. “My uncle works at Disneyland and he could get us in, but that’s kind of an all-day thing, so I don’t know if you would be interested.”

I didn’t have to think about it. “Totally,” I said, touching his arm. “That sounds like fun.”

I loved Disneyland. Growing up in the area, I used to go all the time, but I hadn’t been in a while. That would be something to look forward to.

“Okay,” he said. “I’ll come pick you up Friday morning. Would nine work?”

I nodded. “Nine sounds good.”

There was an awkward pause in our conversation. It looked like Nick wanted to say something but couldn’t push out the words. He laughed nervously and scratched his head but still came up with nothing.

“Well…I probably should get to class,” I finally said. “I guess I’ll see you Friday?”

Nick nodded, wearing a semi-goofy grin as I turned to walk away. Without thinking, I found myself glancing back with a flirty wave goodbye. It couldn’t hurt to be a little flirty, right? Nick seemed completely harmless compared to Justin Crane.

Thanks to Nick, I was suddenly in an extra great mood. Even though the whole dating thing secretly freaked me out a little, it still felt good to know that someone like him was interested in me. I just hoped Nick would be okay with just hanging out and having fun together. I wasn’t interested in dealing with the stress of taking things to the next level. The last thing I wanted was to end up like my mom—deserted and alone.

I was in such a good mood that even Chemistry wasn’t that bad today. And when I sat down for lunch next to Heather at our usual outdoor table, I was genuinely excited to tell her about my date.

But before I could even say hello, Heather reached for my arm with raised brows and practically sang as she said, “I heard that somebody has a date this weekend…”

I laughed. “How is it possible that you already know that?”

“Oh please,” Heather said. “You do remember who you’re talking to, right?”

The next thing I knew, Heather was making an announcement to everyone at our table of the news. Nicole, Lindsey, and an entire table full of girls squealed and clapped in unison, causing curious glances from around the lunch area.

After everyone took turns expressing their jealousy and wishing me luck on my date, Heather retold the story of her first kiss on the It’s a Small World ride at Disneyland when she was a freshman. She and Lindsey both agreed that this would be a good opportunity for me to finally do the same, especially with Nick Christensen.

Kissing did sound like a lot of fun. Heather had done a lot of kissing since that boat ride and she never ceased to tell me about it. But I didn’t want to just do it for the fun of it. I wanted it to mean something.

I mulled over the idea. Maybe I was building it up to be something bigger than it needed to be. What if, once I finally tried it, it would be a huge disappointment because I made too big a deal out of it? Should I just kiss Nick Christensen on Friday and get the whole thing over with? It might be fun. But, it didn’t seem like a decision I could make in one lunch period. I had to at least get to know the guy before I decided, right? It could wait until Friday.

I left our table to make my usual social rounds, hopping from one group of friends to the next to hang out and chat for a few minutes. I was like my mom in that way. She was friendly and talkative with everyone she met.

At least, I was like that most of the time, especially at school, but lately it felt like I was living a double life. I didn't always enjoy socializing like I used to. There were times I could be in a crowd full of friends and feel utterly alone. When I had the random episodes of depression triggered by music or emotions, it was even worse. Then I was definitely not in the mood to socialize.

But there was no problem today. I was my happy, carefree self, enjoying the laughter and company of friends.

I was still in high spirits when the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. The only classes I had left for the day were my two favorites this semester, Spanish and Photography. As I moved cheerfully down the path outside, I noticed my friend Ariana from the other side of the quad. Her parents were originally from the Dominican Republic, but they moved here from New York a few years ago.

Ariana jumped up and down with a huge smile when she saw me. I loved her enthusiasm. She was one of the most energetic girls at our school. Next thing I knew, she was bounding across the grass in my direction, her curly black hair bouncing back and forth around her face.

“Sadie!” she called happily as she skipped up next to me. When she reached my side, Ariana pulled a handful of my wavy blonde strands in the air and let them fall through her fingers back to my shoulder. “I love your hair today, chica.”

“Thanks,” I said. “That’s a cute shirt.”

Ariana looked down at herself, as if trying to remember what she was wearing, and giggled. “Oh, thanks, it’s new. So I brought you that CD I was telling you about.”

Ariana was always putting together CD's with new music for me to try; mostly salsa type music that I would have a hard time finding on my own. Despite how well I was doing in my Spanish class, I couldn't understand most of the words in the songs, but the beats were infectious.

Ariana rummaged through her backpack and handed me a plastic case.

“Cool,” I said, sliding it atop the Spanish textbook in my arm. “I’m excited to listen to it when I get home.”

“Make sure you listen to track two,” Ariana said with animation. “That’s so totally my favorite this week.”

I started to nod, but a small jolt from behind interrupted my response as somebody bumped into me. I glanced up, taken off guard.

A boy in dark clothes muttered a quick sorry under his breath and continued walking, turning his face only partially towards me. I could’ve sworn a glint of light caught his eye, causing a stream of little green sparkles.

A slight tingling sensation shivered up my arm and I looked down at it instinctively. There was a silvery film with iridescent swirls shimmering just below my elbow. I tried to touch it, but it disappeared. I wasn’t sure if I had imagined it. Maybe the sunlight was playing tricks on my eyes.

My thoughts flew back to the intriguing boy that bumped my arm, but I couldn't see him anymore. He seemed oddly familiar, like something was pulling me after him, drawing me towards him.

“Who was that?” I wondered aloud.

 Ariana shrugged. “I have no idea.”

Suddenly, I felt the strangest desire to follow after the mystery person.

“Hey, I have to get going,” I said to Ariana, moving away in a daze.

I wandered quickly through the crowd of students, searching their faces for the boy with the sparkling, familiar eyes. I had no idea why the eyes seemed so familiar, but I felt an unmistakable need to find them. I was sure I followed right in the direction where the boy had hurried away, but it was no use. It was like he had disappeared without a trace. The mysterious green eyes were nowhere to be seen.

About Christie Anderson

CHRISTIE ANDERSON grew up in Southern California and goes back to visit every year. She is a graduate of Brigham Young University and recently moved to Colorado with her husband. Visit her Web site at

Sunday, November 10, 2013


My rating: 3.75 out of 5 stars

***Please note book was gifted by the author in exchange for an honest review***

If you're wondering where my favorite quote is, I can't give you one. Immortal Dreams  is a tale of a love triangle, that simply isn't. Our heroine, Isabel, finds herself being pursued by two powerful warriors of whom say, and do,  all the right things. The thing is, only one truly wants and loves her for pure reasons. What's great  about this book is it isn't blatantly obvious who she can truly trust but the fact that one is out to deceive her is noted to the reader almost right out the gate. I dug that. I can't give it away with a quote now can I? ;-)

First up, let's talk cover. While it had zero influence on my review, I will say that I don't particularly care for it.  I don't feel a connection between it and the book itself, nor is it eye catching (in a positive way) and almost takes away instead of adding to...

Now to what really matters, the story itself. I really like this author, her worlds, her pacing and flow work for me.  She can write a male lead that will keep you swooning til the very last page. Even when it was truly revealed who the traitor was, I still swooned! Now THAT is talent. lol I struggled to connect with Isabel though. I struggle, at times, with virginal 20 something characters. It's hard for me to stay invested when a simple term or two can take them from adulthood to sounding like a 14 year old. Isabel's choice, the journey itself isn't just a "coming of age" of sorts. If she chooses the wrong man, all hell will break loose (literally) and while she has a support system, a powerful best friend, Isabel must find her own way.

Amele, the best friend mentioned above, quickly stole the spotlight and I cannot wait to read more about her story and we share a love for water it seems....

Great series, great characters, all nestled within an enchanting world that you'll gladly get lost in.

Wednesday, November 6, 2013


In celebration of the release of SOUL RESURRECTED (SONS OF WRATH #2) by Keri Lake, I would like to introduce you the (MY) boys. *wink*

Meet The Brothers …



 As the eldest and leader of the brood, Gavin is a no-nonsense brother who gets shit done.  His loyalties run deep and so does his blade if anyone tries to mess with those he cares about.  His intelligence, alluring charm and confidence make him a favorite among the ladies.  With his Savidon fast approaching, this most eligible bachelor is looking for his mate and won’t settle for just any female.  His drink of choice is absinthe and he enjoys reading, particularly about the Greek gods.



 Fierce and unpredictable, this dark soul comes equipped with a disturbing past that earned him fifty years in the most feared prison of the underworld.  Logan enjoys a hunt and his kills are said to be an art.  He keeps to himself, mostly, preferring the blood and gore of a fight over the pleasures of a female.  Though women are drawn to his dangerous nature, they’re quick to discover the many reasons they should stay away from this damaged brother.  He’s a bike enthusiast, has an impressive collection of daggers and spends most of his time working out in the Wreck Room at the demon manor. 



 Unlike his brooding twin, Zeke is a sexually charged party animal who loves women.  Two, three, four is never a crowd for this kinky brother.  Women adore his fun and crazy personality, but be sure not to piss him off.  Though he sports an easy-going, laid-back personality with his brothers, he’s not one to cross.  Big and strong, with a brand of pain that can rip a poor bastard’s soul to shreds, Zeke is as dangerous as any one of his brothers and just as loyal.  He’s an avid snowboarder and loves pulling pranks.  An expert in womanizing, he has no intentions to settle down any time soon.  He’s the only one of his brothers who listens to rap and R&B.



 Having lost his mate, Zayne is the darkest soul of all.  Covered in ink and metal, he’s described as a cross between goth and jock.  A complete opposite to his twin brother, Zeke, Zayne prefers to be alone and has been known to dabble in drugs as a means of escaping the pain of his loss.  His drug of choice is the hard-hitting demon hallucinogen, Abyzz.  When he’s not working out, he can be found playing guitar.



 Being half incubus makes scoring with the ladies an effortless past time for Calix.  With his cerulean eyes and a smile that can make a beating heart skip like broken record, his powers of seduction are the strongest of all the brothers.  In fact, it only takes a single glance from this brother to leave a female entranced, falling victim to his every fantasy.  Calix is the more sensitive of the brood, but don’t be fooled.  He’s as fierce and violent as any of them, if his killswitch is set off.  He has a swoon-worthy voice and mad skills in the bedroom.


Maddox a.k.a. Mad Dog

 His cocky swagger throws off a gangster vibe and just like a mafioso, Maddox is loyal to the bone—would kill for any one of his brothers.  He often speaks Italian, thanks to his mother, who was a very powerful and beautiful strega. At six foot three, he’s the shortest of the brothers, but a slick and dangerous killer, very skilled with a blade.  With his calm and calculated approach, he is Gavin’s second-in-command.  Females are easily attracted to his flirtatious personality and charm.  He’s also a bit of a card shark, enjoys gambling, and on occasion smokes figaszas, a type of cigar found in the demon realm. 



 Short for Inferno, referring to his deadly brand of pain, hellfire, Ferno is best appreciated from a distance.  His scars warn of the damage festering deep below the surface.  Responsible for the accidental death of his brother’s mate, Ferno has made every attempt to punish himself for the pain he’s inflicted.  In spite of his disfiguring efforts at suicide, a punishable crime in the underworld, Ferno still carries the handsome features that come with being a son of the demon prince.  His broken and unreachable heart makes him difficult to love.  Once a mercenary, he employs a brutal and savage means of carrying out vengeance. 

 Some lives just weren’t worth the trouble of saving …
The dark room swallowed Logan, as he lay sprawled on his bed—just as he’d been left after ditching his date with death. A stomach-turning sensation of thickened skin and tingles swathed his body, closing in on him, phantom sensations crawling over his flesh that kept him awake. Every five minutes or so, he willed an arm or a leg to move. No go.

Shadows danced across the wall on the occasions that one of the Catatones guarding the mansion passed through the floodlight below his window. He focused on them only because his neck had been propped in that direction and he had no choice. Good thing, though. She had been assigned to watch over him and slept somewhere beyond his periphery, the reminder heating his blood every time her sleepy moan drifted across the room.

The fury could’ve split him right down the middle.

Her blood ran through him—pumping in his veins, feeding his heart, keeping him alive.


The woman who’d gotten him stabbed with Demortis, the only element capable of taking down a demon, now swam through his body as the only element capable of saving him. Her blood. Pure. Probably the closest he’d ever come to being righteous.

The irony was enough to leave him scratching his own eyeballs out of his head—that is, if he could reach the damn things. Like a bitch slap from the gods, who probably sat around drinking beers over the shit, poking fun at him.

The side effect of returning from the dead?

Feeling like the fucking dead.

Logan tightened his lip, wishing he could kick his own ass for being so stupid. Not like he’d had to save her or anything. Hell, being a demon meant being the exception to human rules.

And being a son of Wrath meant never having to play by any species’ rules.

Yet for some reason, one lodged so deep inside his brain he couldn’t even begin to explain, he’d felt the need to intervene. Not so much for her sake, but because the little prick trying to rape her had taken a jab at the psychopath buried in Logan’s bones. Taunted him.

Then finally tripped his kill-switch.

Yeah, that’s what Logan told himself, anyway, because no other excuse could possibly justify why he couldn’t stir a single muscle in his body for anything having to do with her—Calla. The girl they’d picked up at some underground party, so high on Shine she’d have probably let every one of the brothers have a go at her if they’d been the ravaging bastardly types.

Lucky for her they weren’t.
“Should’ve walked away,” he muttered, his voice the only part of his body he could control. 

A zing of pain shot through Logan’s feet, flexing them into an unnatural, paralyzed position. “Ah, shit!” Hadn’t his feet been numb just seconds ago?

Not even forcing his muscles to relax shook the sting away, one like a strike to the level of his bones, as if they shattered with impact.

He held his breath and clenched his teeth while the pain crept up his leg. “Motherfucker!” He spoke past gritted teeth, keeping his voice low to keep from rousing his babysitter, but damn, his back arched like one of those tetanus-infected bastards, his eyes squinting so hard they could’ve popped backward into his brain.

Black smoke curled behind his lids, and a deep laughter mocked him as the agony reached his spine. Trembling in the bed, Logan clamped his mouth shut and allowed the convulsions to run through him.
In silence.

He’d known pain—gut-turning, put-me-out-of-my-fucking-misery pain. Nothing compared to what wracked him at that moment, as if nightmares could invade the body and inflict injury. The burn, like molten lava oozing in his veins, seeped into his every cell, searing him from the inside. Sweat trickled down his temple at the same time as a chill burst deep inside his bones and swept through his limbs, leaving behind a wake of nausea.

That black smoke carried the familiar sensation he’d felt once or twice in his life—from the quick witted son of a bitch that brought the toughest demon males to their knees: absolute death. Stygius. The place in the underworld from where no soul ever returned.

With shallow panting breaths, he allowed the blackness worming its way into his mind to take over as something dark and wicked laid claim.

All Logan could do was let it take him.




Throughout the tour, participating blogs will be posting a question for readers to hunt down on Keri Lake’s website.  Questions can be found throughout the site:  book pages, snippets, blog posts and glossary.  Most questions will be related to the Sons of Wrath series.  A few bloggers will have added bonus questions taken directly from Soul Avenged. 
You can visit Keri Lake’s Scavenger Hunt page by clicking on the button.  Record your answers on the Answer Sheet.  At the end of the tour, you’ll be able to submit your responses via Google Doc right on the Scavenger Hunt page.  The individual with the MOST correct responses will win a MYSTERY PRIZE, valued at $125.
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What is the element from the underworld capable of killing a demon?


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Monday, November 4, 2013

AUTHOR TO WATCH-JENNIFER SAGE-PLUS MMM GIVEAWAY!!!!'s been awhile since we've had a MMM GIVEAWAY yeah? I thought, what better way to get back to it than with a copy of Keltor by Jennifer Sage. If that title rings a bell or two, it may be that you recall reading my 4.5 out of 5 star review that can be found HERE. I had wanted to give a copy away as soon as I finished reading it but at the time, it was not available on Amazon. You guys will have a chance to win not one, but two of Ms. Sage's books! I have partnered with Jillian over at Busy Moms Book Reviews giving you, our lovely followers, the chance to win not one but two of Ms. Sage's e-books. More on the giveaway in a few but first I would like to introduce you to the author and one of my favorite reads for 2013!


(Book 1 in the Guardian Archives Series) Re-release 10-4-13

Keltor is a Guardian of the light even though he exists nearly in Shadow, haunted by his past.   His world, the world of the Guardians, is a dark reality that coexists in modern day with ours.  Behind the warm veils of our lives a war rages against the Shadow Demons and the Guardians protect as much of humanity as they can, still believing in us as a race.     There is one person alive, a Keeper, who has within her the power to tilt the scales one way or another in this war. With the ability to damn the Light or the Dark and no knowledge of how to she is supposed to do either, Liz is nearly a helpless pawn. A pawn that is about to find herself completely powerless against a force greater than she has ever known.     A Guardian who lost his heart centuries ago. A female who has never really known her own. Laws that prevent them from ever finding solace in the other. Far different laws that prevent them from turning away.     A choice must be made and it’s one that could bring the most vile of Demons back from the seven hells. The Guardians are among us...and this one is forbidden fruit.

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Like any author, you can find pieces of my soul in my words and within the worlds created from the canvas of my mind. I love everything medieval even though my stories are fantasy/ paranormal urban romances. I love reading, writing, family time, movies, cooking, playing, great wine and stimulating conversation...not necessarily in that order. Keltor is my third published book however it is off the shelves as I seek representation for the series. Writing and editing is done in my, eh hem, spare time and as a single mom and full time employee in the financial world, it thrills me that I’ve managed to do any of this.
When I write, I never know how the story is going to really end. Always an HEA, but as the characters, world and plot develop it feels as if it’s no longer me writing the story, but my characters themselves.

***Please, if you have read any of my books don’t forget how important it is to rate and review them. Thank you in advance and have a beautiful journey in this, our human experience***

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