Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Cover Reveal : The Baller by Vi Keeland !!


(A standalone novel)

A Contemporary Romance novel

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
Vi Keeland
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The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men’s locker room.
It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.
The famed quarterback decided to bare all.
And by all, I don’t mean he told me any of his secrets.
No.  The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question.  On camera.
The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby—screwing with me.
When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.
But I don’t date players.
And it’s not because I’m one of the few women working in the world of professional football.
I’d date an athlete.
It’s the other kind of player I don’t date.
You know the type.  Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.

Brody Easton was the ultimate player.
Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.
But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.
Turned out, I was that girl.
Simple right?
Let’s face it.  It never is.
There’s a story between once upon a time and happily ever after…
And this one is ours.

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About the Author
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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.  She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)


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MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
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Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)

Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)

The Cole Series (2 book serial)

Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)

Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)

Standalone novels

Cocky Bastard (co-written with Penelope Ward)

Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)

First Thing I See
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Sunday, November 15, 2015

Review by Sky: Taking the Plunge by Kishan Paul

Taking the Plunge, by Kishan Paul
71 Pages / Romance

Blurb: Since graduating high school, Eve Cambridge has dropped ten dress sizes, became an RN, and dumped her jerk of a boyfriend—all on her own. So when her high school crush shows up in her life, she does what any normal self–reliant woman would do—pepper spray him. 
Since inheriting the family plumbing business, Pete Russo has tried to make the best of a career he never planned for. He’s made his share of mistakes, but he’s worked hard to learn from them. Now that he’s run into Eve, he’s not so sure he isn’t making another one. After all, she did almost blind him. 
When logic and emotion don’t agree, which path should they follow? 

Review: Pete is a good guy with a bad past and Eve is a strong, confident, and successful woman who overcame her childhood insecurities. I feel like this is a story of fate. Eve and Pete were acquaintances in high school, they never really knew each other but in a way, Pete came to Eve’s rescue.
How Eve repays him many years later in their adulthood when they bump into each other again for the first time since high school, is very comical.
This novella also has a deep sentiment, one of which could be relatable to many readers. That’s what else made these characters feel so much more real.
Among the serious topics like, addiction, family struggles, this story still manages to portray a touch of Kishan’s charming humor. I don’t want to give too much away, as it really is a sweet story that can’t be spoiled.
Kishan’s storytelling is still at its finest even at seventy-one pages. Her novella’s feel like a full-length novel with her creative way with words and plots, where these amazing characters exist in a world that pulls you in, watching them as they go through so much and grow stronger because of those challenges!

Cover Reveal: A Problematic Love by Rebecca Rohman ! Coming In February 2016


★ A Problematic Love Synopsis

Eight years after her fiancé was murdered, attorney Megan Kole has fully reconciled two areas of her life: her intelligent and precocious son who never knew his father and the thriving law practice that is her late father's legacy. The remainder of Megan's world stalled in a paralyzing grief that she effectively compartmentalized until a transfer to Seattle brings a handsome but deeply mysterious billionaire into her life.

Daemon Ros has been an outcast since the day he was born. His parent's cold indifference and their lavish but emotionally vacant lifestyle prompted him to assert his financial independence from a young age. Adoration for his ailing brother is the only connection he allows to penetrate the vault he has built around his heart, until a devoted mom and her enchanting son introduce him the true meaning of family bonds.   

But a chance legal encounter where Megan acts as mediator in a Ros family business dispute leads to far more than either expected. When a shocking truth leads to a love affair between Megan and Daemon that is forbidden in every conceivable way, the barely-restrained chemistry that scorches between them threatens an injunction on everything and everyone they hold dear. As pasts cross, memories threaten and lies surface in a trial far more deadly than anything inside a courtroom, an arbitration of the heart could prove the only way for them both to make it out alive. 

★ A Problematic Love Excerpt - Their first encounter…  

Late the next evening, the setting sun fills my office with a warm glow. I might appreciate the Puget Sound views from my twenty-sixth floor office if I wasn’t in a verbal sparring match on the phone with Daemon Ros’s assistant.  

“Mr. Kang, this is unacceptable. Your legal department won’t respond to my calls, and now you’re telling me that Mr. Ros has specifically directed you and his staff not to speak to me?” I wait for an answer but he says nothing. “I would have expected more from a man with such stature. Does Mr. Ros always hide behind his employees this way?”  

“Ms. Kole, I… I apologize, but he’s my boss. I have to respect his wishes. I wanted to acknowledge that we received your calls and emails and messages and let you know where things stand.”

I sense I’ve made this man very uncomfortable. Good. Uncomfortable leads to results. “Please do me a favor and deliver this message to your elusive boss.” 

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“Verbatim. Tell him he needs to start growing some testicular fortitude and stop shadowing you and the rest of his employees. At the very least, he could have some class and dignify my client’s request with a personal response.”  

He gasps then another male voice comes across. “Ms. Kole, this is Daemon Ros.”  

My heart skips a beat at his announcement. His voice is smoky, pleasant on the ears; his tone is firm and strong. He has an indistinct accent, maybe European. Makes me wonder about the man behind the voice.

I’m surprised to hear him at the end of the line. If I had known insulting his manhood would get a prompt response, I would have done it long ago.  

“Vulgarity won’t get you what you want,” he continues tersely.  

“I’ve respectfully tried to reach you through the appropriate lines of communication with no response. I called and sent you repeated emails, left messages at all your contact numbers, and reached out to your legal department—all to no avail. I had to take it to the next level.”  

“Are you always this persistent?”  

“I’m paid to be relentless not to sit on my ass and expect things to happen. I make things happen.”  

“It’s obvious that you are completely oblivious to the kind of man my father really is,” he says, his voice completely void of emotion. “Sure you want to be making things happen for him?”  

“Your father prefers to settle this matter out of court.”  

“Is that what he told you?” he chuckles, his words stained with more than a hint of sarcasm.  

“Well, I hate to be the one to tell you this Ms. Kole, but that’s the only way he will get me to turn over any shares of this company to him. Looks like you’ll be busy. Start the paperwork.”  

“You don’t mince words, Mr. Ros.”  

“And I didn’t mince words with my father’s legal department the last time I spoke to them,” he replies coolly. “He wanted his shares back, and I said I wouldn’t sell.”  

“Your father was adamant about settling this amicably.” I lie. “Can we meet and discuss this, with your father and your legal counsel present? Perhaps over lunch? My treat.” I aim for charming. I hope I don’t sound like I’m begging.  

“Ms. K—”  

“Mr. Ros. Anywhere. Name the place and time, and we’ll be there. It would be so much better if we could all sit and talk and come to some sort of agreement about this. Think of all the time and money saved if we avoid court.”  

“He can take me to court if he wants,” he says vehemently. “He has no legal grounds. I obtained those shares legally.”  

“Mr. Ros, you’ve never shown any interest in running this company with your father, yet you now have controlling interest. I sense there is more to this. Why are you doing this? What exactly is it that you want?”  

Silence fills the line. I’m not sure if it’s because I touched a nerve or because he’s thinking. I lower my voice. “Please. Let’s talk. I know your time is valuable, and you’d prefer to spend your days running your business and enjoying your family instead of rounding up witnesses, meeting lawyers and all the other complications and delays that happens with the courts. Reaching an agreement is less stressful on all parties involved.”  

“Let me think about it. In a few days, someone will contact you with my decision.”  

Yes! I hope that decision is to meet, because if it’s not, I have no idea how I can legally get my client those shares back. Might this be the first case I lose?    


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Friday, October 30, 2015

Krystle's Review for Taking Connor by B N Toler ~~ 5 Stars!!~~

There’s a stereotype for how a convicted felon appears to the public.

Connor Stevens fit that bill.

His reputation preceded him. With a hard body and vivid tattoos dispersed across his flesh, he certainly drew the judgmental eyes of conservative tight-asses. Even I had those same thoughts…regardless of how highly Blake spoke of him.

But those opinions were about to be challenged.

I’d promised to pick Connor up from prison—where he’d served eight years for manslaughter. When Blake passed away, I had every intention of honoring our agreement. Taking Connor home would be my ultimate show of gratitude. Blake never disclosed why Connor killed a man, and I never had the guts to ask. Ever daunted, and against my better judgment, I soon grew to feel close to Connor, in spite of how perverse it was. Still, I vowed to brush off those feelings at all costs.

At least I thought I would. Until all hell broke loose…

Diving head-first, I relished in the time spent in Connor’s damnation. But when he was thrust into hell, it didn’t matter how wrong it was to love him. It was immaterial what he’d done…or why. I came out swinging and clawing, and submerged into the inferno with him, refusing to leave until we both walked out hand in hand. My instinct was to fight.

Connor wouldn’t burn alone.

I would save him.

Or turn to ash right beside him.

5 Book Rating!
Another great book by B N Toler!

This book has it all. Second chances, romance, mystery, surprises, comedy. You name it, this author can write it. Her books make you feel...all the feels. Also, having known her and talked with her quite a bit, her personality really shines through with her characters. I love that about her writing.

So in this book, you have your lead heroine Demi on her way to pick up the mysterious Connor Stevens, her late husbands older cousin, who's just happened to be in prison for the last 8 years...because he killed a man. Since her husband never divulged any of Connor's details before his passing, Demi doesn't know the entire story as to why Connor's been locked away. All she knows is that she is going to fulfill her husbands wishes, and get Connor back on his feet.

...which means he's also going to be staying in the apartment above the her house...did I mention Connor Stevens is one hot S.O.B. that has tats, muscles, and rides a Harley. He's basically the starter kit for who your parents would have an absolute FIT over, if they found out you were dating. It's a good thing Demi and Connor don't have any romantic feelings what-so-ever for one another then, huh ? Okay, maybe they do??? Or, maybe a lot??!!!? Ha, I mean come on, this is a romance :)

I think the story was great, I was blindsided by a few things, especially towards the end. There was a time there where I wanted to smash my Kindle into a bazillion pieces but after I read a bit more and everything fell into place, I was happy again. Connor and Demi's chemistry was fantastic. I highlighted so many scenes between the two of them on my kindle because their banter cracked me up. I sooooo want a Connor of my own. I also wanted to punch Demi's mother in the throat, that's for sure, and I fell in love with Demi's sister Lexi. I'd love to read her story sometime soon (wink, wink) I think she and Dusty have a whole lot of something hot going on. I'd even be happy if Roxy had her own story!!

5 GIANT stars from me!

B N Toler lives in Virginia. When she's not reading and writing, she's thinking about reading and writing. Before she became a self-proclaimed writer, she worked as a real estate agent and as an orthodontic technician. **She will notice your teeth before your eyes or hair or anything.**
She enjoys shopping (way too much) and is on a first name basis with several employees at the local Target in her town.
She loves music,(bluegrass, country, 80's, actually she loves most music ~her favorite song is American Pie by Don McLean and she worships anything that is Elvis and Johnny Cash and Eric Church) dancing, (even though she sucks at it)reading, writing, eating (too much) sleeping late, (which she rarely gets to do) and laughing. If you can make her laugh, she will love you forever.
Random and insignificant facts:
She is addicted to Coca Cola
She hates onions
She loves thunderstorms
She wants to have Karen Marie Moning's babies
She curses....a way too much
She's immensely afraid of snakes
She fangirls over M.Pierce
She HATES reality television
She loves books and movies that make her cry
She cries over anything remotely sad
She LOVES Jack Daniels and Ginger Ale. (too much)
She hopes she hasn't bored you to death.

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Rachel M Raithby & Skyscape's Re-Release Blitz for Winter Wolf !!! Giveaway, Review, Book Trailer, Excerpt!


Skyscape ~ “inspired stories from new and established authors, offering teen, young adult, and crossover readers remarkable books from contemporary to science-fiction to fantasy and more.”


Katalina Winter was prepared for life to change when she turned eighteen—but she never expected to actually change.

Learning that her birth parents were purebred wolf shifters is shocking enough. Now she’s expected to take her place in their unfamiliar world. Caught between two warring packs, Katalina must learn fast. One pack, led by the father she has only just met, wants to control her—and the other one wants her dead.

However, there is one bright spot to shifting, and his name is Bass Evernight. Tall, dark, and oh-so-handsome, Bass is the wolf that Katalina craves. He’s also strictly forbidden: a member of Dark Shadow, Bass is the son of her father’s mortal enemy. Yet deep down inside, Katalina’s new primal instincts howl that Bass is her mate. Can their love bring an end to the brutal war that has raged for so long, or will it spark the fighting around them into an all-consuming fire?

Revised edition: This edition of Winter Wolf includes editorial revisions.


“Shit!” Her leg gave way under her. Katalina sprawled face-first into the snow, the cold shocking the breath from her. She lay in the piercing cold, feeling the snow bite into her fingers, the chill frigid against her skin. “What was I thinking, boy?” she asked her dog as she sat up with a grunt. “I’m never going to make it to the bus stop, and even if I did, they’d never let you on anyway.”

It was tempting to lie back down and not move, to allow the snow to numb her body to the point beyond pain. A trickle of wetness rolled down her face. Katalina so desperately wanted to be home, in her family’s front room, watching TV. The fire roaring, its crackle and hiss the homiest of sounds. Only Katalina could never have that again. She’d never have the chance to enjoy another Sunday family dinner, or listen to her parents’ playful banter. She buried her head in her hands, tears dripping through her fingers and freezing on the snow. Arne whined, trying to comfort her with a lick and nudge.

“I know, boy,” she mumbled through her broken sobs, “I know.”

There was a rustle up ahead, further into the woods. Katalina lifted her head, squinting into the gloom of the trees. She scanned the area for movement. Arne growled low, the slightest of rumbles vibrating up his chest. Slowly, she climbed to her feet, her eyes never leaving the woods.

Arne barked.

“What is it, boy?” He positioned himself in front of her. “Show yourself!” she called, taking a few steps into the trees.

The wolf stalked from its hiding spot, eyes wary, hackles raised, its dark fur startling against the white snow.

“You,” she whispered, recognizing it as the dark wolf she’d felt drawn to in the shed.

Arne barked louder, jumping forward.

“No boy, come here!” she commanded, stopping Arne in his tracks.

The wolf studied her for what seemed like forever. Katalina couldn’t stand the silence anymore. “Are you a shifter, too?” she asked.

He didn’t answer.

“You’ve lost it, Kat, talking to a wolf,” she muttered to herself.

Before her eyes, the wolf morphed into a naked boy. “Yes, I’m a shifter, but not from your pack.” His voice vibrated through the air, low and brassy, pleasing to her senses.

“So you’re here to kill me then?” she asked, surprised at her calmness.

“I should be, but for some reason, I seem unable,” he answered, his voice void of emotion.

“That’s comforting,” she sneered.

“I imagine it is,” he stated. His face remained stoic.

Katalina burst out laughing. Is this guy serious?

“What’s so funny?” he asked, genuinely curious.

“You! Are you always so . . . literal?”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

Katalina shook her head. “Never mind. So if you’re not here to kill me, then why are you here?”

“You intrigue me, Katalina Winter.”

“You know my name,” she said, shocked. Everyone knows my name.

“Most know your name but not your face.”

“Well, that’s something I suppose.”

Silence fell between them. He stared at her as intently as he had when he was in wolf form. She found herself taking an unsteady step, an invisible force drawing her to him.

He frowned, looking down at her leg. “You are still injured?”

“I’m f—” Her leg crumpled. She braced for the cold snow, but he’d crossed the space between them in a blur of movement, catching her inches before impact.

Stunned, she stared openmouthed as he set her on her feet. This close she noted every detail. His hair was just long enough to tangle her fingers into, and the urge to do so was a potent thing. His bare chest was a solid muscled wall, and her fingers flexed where they rested, trailing through a smattering of dark hairs.

“Why haven’t you healed yet?” he asked, oblivious to her wandering thoughts.

“What? Oh, I . . .”

He leaned forward, breathing deeply at the curve of her neck.

“Did you seriously just sniff me?” she asked, shocked at the strangeness of the past twenty-four hours.

“Yes, I was just getting your scent.”

“Scent?” she asked, bewildered.


“Shifters are strange,” she muttered to herself.

“You’re a shifter, too.”

“So I’ve been told,” she grumbled, still hardly believing it herself.

“Though you’ve never changed, have you?” He continued, not giving her a chance to answer. “Your father left you vulnerable. He has been foolish keeping you away so long. He’s left you weak. You’ll need your wolf to protect yourself.”


“Why are you out here alone? Unprotected? You should rest. You will need to have healed enough before the next full moon, for the change to go smoothly.”

His reference to change had her refocusing on his words, and not on the expanse of his chest. Tired of the wolf talk, she snapped, “I’m going home.”

He frowned. “Is that not home?” He gestured in the direction of the old farmhouse from which she’d escaped.

“No, those people are strangers to me. I don’t trust them. They took me away from my home.”

“You are the alpha’s daughter. No one will hurt you there.”

“That man is not my father. My father is”—she swallowed the lump in her throat—“is dead.”

Wiping the tears from her eyes, he murmured, “Don’t cry.”

Don’t cry? Don’t cry? “Why not?” Katalina stepped back from his hold, not caring about her wobbling feet. “I watched my parents die last night.” She stared at the ground, not seeing the snow-covered earth, but the crash. “Wolves attacked, almost killing me, and then I woke up in a strange bed, with strange people telling me I’m a shifter, and that I need to come back because my blood is pure and they want me to keep the line going. I turned eighteen yesterday. The last thing on my mind is children, and I most certainly will not be told whom I’m supposed to marry. And that man who claims to be my father . . . Where’s the proof? He doesn’t even look like me. For all I know, he’s just some nut job.”

Katalina sucked in a deep breath, lifting her eyes from the ground to meet his. “What better reason is there to cry?” Her cheeks heated as she realized she’d ranted to a complete stranger and told him things she maybe shouldn’t have.

He studied her. “Very well. If you’d like to go home, I’ll take you, but first you need to go back and heal.”

“What? Really?” She hadn’t expected that answer. She’d expected him to run for the hills after all she’d said.

“Yes, that’s what I said, isn’t it?”

“But why?”

“You intrigue me.”

“That’s not a reason.”

“Yes, it is.”

“You are very frustrating,” she laughed, surprised she still had it in her to. Around him, things seemed a little better. Her reaction to him was confusing, and Katalina added it to her mental list of things that didn’t make sense.

“Am I?”

Shaking her head, Katalina wrapped her arms around herself, trying to get warm.

“You are cold,” he stated.

“A little.”

“Right, time for you to go back.” He scooped her into his arms.

“Put me down!”

Arne barked.

“Shush!” he growled at Arne. To her he said, “You’ll only do yourself more damage. I’ll carry you back.”

“You can’t just go around picking people up without permission!”

“Do you have a problem with me carrying you?”

“Well, yes,” she muttered.

“Why?” he asked.

“You have no clothes on!”

He laughed at her. It rumbled in his chest and did funny things to her heart.

“You’ll have to get used to that. Being naked is just part of life when you’re a shifter.”

“Aren’t you cold?”

“A little, when I’m like this, but as a wolf, no. You’ll see how strong and resilient we are, after you’ve changed.”

“I’m not sure I want to be a wolf,” Katalina whispered, looking away from his face.

“Now that, Katalina, you have no choice in. Even if you lived away from the pack again, you’d still change. It’s a part of you, your blood. You’ll feel different after.”

“If you say so.”

“I’ll leave you here. The young boy is coming.”

“Oh, okay,” she hesitated, not wanting him to leave.

He put her down and ran off.

“Wait!” she called to his distant figure.

He paused, his voice whispering through the trees. “Yes?”

Shit, what do I say? “What’s your name?”

“Bass. Bass Evernight.”

“Bass Evernight,” she whispered, liking the sound of his name.

“See you soon, Katalina Winter.” His promise wrapped around her, like silk against skin. She held it close to her heart, wondering when they’d next meet.

© Rachel M Raithby 2015

This book, was really good. It's a great start for the “A New Dawn” series.
It starts out with action, that pretty much flows throughout it's entire length which kept me wanting to read more, and that's a plus for any reader in my opinion!

Katalina's world gets totally turned upside down, inside out, and blown apart in a whirlwind of time; and she's expected to fully understand the what and why of it all by people she has never met, and now they're the only family she has left. Caught up in a war between families, a war within herself about who she truly and if she can embrace it, Katalina has a lot of growing up to do in a short amount of time.

You can tell this author has a passion for the PNR world of writing, and she loves her shifters. From her “Deadwood Hunter Series” to this one, she writes the characteristics of how a shifter lives, adapts, and acts very well. For a YA novel, it had a steamy bit of passion that is totally suitable for younger readers, some mature language that I'm sure we've all heard before, and is also a standalone without a cliffhanger ending. I give it 5 fully-lit stars!!

Rachel M. Raithby started her writing career in 2013 and hasn't looked back. She draws her inspiration from the many places she has lived and traveled, as well as from her love of the paranormal and thriller movies. She can often be found hiding out with a good book or writing more fast-paced and thrilling stories where love always conquers all. A Brit who left the UK in 2008, she resides in a quiet town in Queensland, Australia, with her family.

Her books include, the adult Paranormal Romance novels 'The Deadwood Hunter Series' and the Young Adult novel 'Winter Wolf.'