Monday, 10 December 2018

The Blood That Drives Us - new release



AVAILABLE NOW!

The Blood That Drives Us, an all-new Dark MC Romance by M.N. Forgy is NOW LIVE!

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Zane has learned everything he knows from his father, the most dangerous biker of The Devil’s Dust MC. He devours the darkness with a cocky grin and no fucks to give. His immoral obsessions barely keep him content in a life of chaos and havoc until he finds himself craving more. 

Addie doesn’t need the risk that comes with Zane... that is until her perfectly orchestrated life takes a sudden turn and she’s left with nowhere else to go. 

She's sunshine and charities, he’s bullets and ecstasy. 

Will he step out of his hell and into her bed knowing it’ll mean that he’s dragging her into the depths of his criminal world?

MY REVIEW

I’ve read The Devil’s Dust series and loved it. I absolutely loved it so my expectations was high when I started this read. I wanted to feel all them emotions again, I wanted to fall in love with the MC genre again. This author succeeded.. this was a fantastic read that I inhaled in one sitting. 

In this story we get to read about the grown up brats. This story is based on Zane and Addie. A bond that started when they were little just kept getting stronger. 

If you’ve read the Devil’s Dust series, or even if you haven’t this is a brilliant read. I’ll say no more....you just need to read it for yourself. I need more of these characters. So so good.

We All Fall Down - blog tour



BLOG TOUR

We All Fall Down – Cynthia Clark


About the author

Cynthia Clark was born and brought up in Malta, where she graduated in Communications and went to work for a daily newspaper. She has since lived in the US, where she worked as a writer in online business journals. She and her husband now live in the States with their twin daughters.


Follow Cynthia:
Twitter handle: @cynthiaNYC
Facebook: @clarkcyn

About the book

Many years ago orphans Bea, her brother Sebastian, Helen, Sandra and John lived together in a home, with their carer Miriam. But Miriam didn’t care at all. If you asked the children, they would have said that Miriam hated them. And it’s no fun living with someone who hates you, so the children decided to do something about it… Then a terrible accident changed everything, and the children were ripped apart from each other.

Many years ago Ronnie Moss made a mistake he can never take back, no matter how much he wishes he could, so instead he runs for his life. But he can’t run forever.

Many years later the secrets of the past are finally being revealed, and nothing will ever be the same again.

Cynthia Clark has written a breathtaking suspense novel for all fans of B. A. Paris and Sophie Hannah.


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EXTRACT

Bea closed her eyes. When she opened them, Sebastian was looking right at her. He bobbed his head slightly, the movement almost imperceptible. She knew this was the moment she’d been waiting for, the opportunity that she had to snatch. She nodded back. Quickly, he removed his sweater and bent down to the ground.
Knowing that she didn’t have one moment to waste, Bea put her hand into her schoolbag. Her forefinger slid into the small slit in the lining. With care she pulled out a small bag, holding her breath as she tiptoed towards the head of the table and leaned forward, emptying the bag into Miriam’s waiting bowl.
Sebastian coughed. Once. Twice. Three times. Bea gingerly picked up the spoon and mixed the powder into the gluggy oatmeal.
‘What are you waiting for?’ There was a sharp edge to Miriam’s voice. Bea stepped back and Sebastian bent over and sopped the oatmeal with his favourite jersey.
Miriam turned round and focused back on Bea. ‘Get out of my sight.’ The words were music to Bea’s ears. The beating was over, thanks to Sebastian. She started walking towards the door, aware of the pain radiating from her bottom. Sitting down was going to be excruciating. As it always was.
She was close to the door. In two steps she’d be outside, away from her, at least for now. But suddenly her arm was yanked backwards and she was forced to turn round. Miriam was glaring at her, her eyes narrowed. ‘Did you touch my bowl?’
Bea’s eyes searched the table, the faces of the other children, sitting with their heads bent, not making a sound. Sebastian, still wiping the floor with his woollen sweater. And then she looked at where Miriam was pointing. The spoon was in the bowl instead of resting on the napkin, where it had been.
‘No, I wouldn’t dare,’ she responded. It was the truth. Nobody dared. Until they had to. Until they had no choice but to take action to save themselves from the continuous abuse, the constant fear.
‘Who touched my bowl?’ Miriam’s hand was still wrapped round Bea’s arm, her nails digging into her flesh through the thin fabric of the third-hand blazer. She turned and looked up and down the table. Nobody spoke. They barely dared to breathe.
Dragging Bea with her, Miriam marched towards the table. She took out the spoon and touched it to her lips. ‘You put something in here. You’re trying to poison me, aren’t you? Who was it?’
She glared at them, looking at each one for long seconds, searching their faces. But nobody spoke.
The clock chimed, breaking the silence. ‘Don’t think you’ve got away with this. I’m going to find out who is trying to kill me. And if nobody comes forward, then you’re all going to pay.’ She motioned towards the table: ‘Now, clean up this mess.’ Turning towards Bea, she screamed, ‘You, wait outside.’
The cold air hit her still-wet hairline, diverting her attention from the pain of the beating. Rubbing her sleeve over her temples, she dried them as best she could before walking behind the van, trying to get cover from the whipping wind. The door was open, but she didn’t dare go against Miriam’s orders and take shelter inside. Nothing good would come out of that.
The minutes ticked by endlessly. Bea wrapped her arms across her chest, trying to keep herself warm. She paced to and fro next to the van, hoping that the movement would help her warm up. Her teeth chattered as she shivered uncontrollably. Finally, after what seemed like an interminable time, the door opened and the other children started filing out, slowly getting in the van. They glanced at her, their eyes soft with pity. She felt her arm being squeezed and looked up. John smiled at her. ‘You did good,’ he whispered. ‘It’s not your fault.’
‘Get in the van,’ Miriam roared at Bea.
Careful not to let her bag bounce against her aching bottom, Bea climbed the two steps into the van. It was still terribly cold, but at least the wind was no longer whipping. She found a seat and lowered herself gingerly onto it, scrunching her face in pain as her bottom hit the hard vinyl.
A hand reached out and covered hers, squeezing slightly. Sebastian was looking straight ahead, his chin raised, his jaw set. ‘You’ll get her next time,’ he whispered, his lips barely moving. She squeezed his hand back, thankful for his intervention this morning, even though the diversion didn’t lead to the desired results.
The van rumbled as Miriam turned the key in the ignition. They were off. Soon they would be in school and for a few hours Bea wouldn’t have to worry about Miriam. She could focus on learning all that she could, making sure that she continued paving her way out of this horrible situation she was in.
Huddling next to Sebastian in the van, Bea could still not relax. As the van meandered through the streets, she wondered what punishment Miriam would concoct, what would be awaiting them when they got back to the house this evening. ‘Do you think she’ll call the police?’ she whispered to Sebastian.
‘Shhh.’ His hand tightened over hers. ‘She wouldn’t dare, don’t worry about it.’
He was probably right. Miriam would never risk drawing attention to herself. She’d be too scared one of the children would say something about the way she treated them. Or that the police would notice a bruise too many, or the children’s too-thin frames.
‘What if she finds it?’ she muttered.
Sebastian said nothing. She looked at her brother and saw him staring straight ahead, his face immobile, his mouth set in a thin line.
‘Don’t worry about it,’ he finally said.

Sunday, 9 December 2018

Review: The Blood That Drives Us

The Blood That Drives Us The Blood That Drives Us by M.N. Forgy
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I’ve read The Devil’s Dust series and loved it. I absolutely loved it so my expectations was high when I started this read. I wanted to feel all them emotions again, I wanted to fall in love with the MC genre again. This author succeeded.. this was a fantastic read that I inhaled in one sitting.

In this story we get to read about the grown up brats. This story is based on Zane and Addie. A bond that started when they were little just kept getting stronger.

If you’ve read the Devil’s Dust series, or even if you haven’t this is a brilliant read. I’ll say no more....you just need to read it for yourself. I need more of these characters. So so good.

View all my reviews

Friday, 7 December 2018

Verity - new release



NEW RELEASE


"Sublimely creepy with a true Hoover pulse. I've been waiting on a thriller like this for years." Tarryn Fisher, New York Times bestselling author

Verity, an all-new romantic thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover, is available now!

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of bestselling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish.

Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity likely didn't intend for anyone to read. Page after page of bone-chilling admissions, including Verity's recollection of the night their family was forever altered.

Lowen decides to keep the manuscript hidden from Jeremy, knowing its contents would devastate the already grieving father. But as Lowen's feelings for Jeremy begin to intensify, she recognizes all the ways she could benefit if he were to read his wife's words. After all, no matter how devoted Jeremy is to his injured wife, a truth this horrifying would make it impossible for him to continue to love her.

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About Colleen Hoover
Colleen Hoover is the #1 New York Times and International bestselling author of thirteen novels and multiple novellas. She lives in Texas with her husband and their three boys. She is the founder of The Bookworm Box, a non-profit book subscription service and bookstore in Sulphur Springs, Texas.


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Wings of an Angel - new release



NEW RELEASE

Title: Wings of an Angel
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Holiday Romance
Publication Date: December 7th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR


Blurb: 
The last thing she needs is a romance . . .

The first thing he intends to do is make her fall in love

Veterinarian Angela Carol escaped her past and started a brand new life in the friendly community of Faraday. Her charming little boy, Nick, a thriving practice, and a comfortable home are all she needs to be happy. At least that’s what she continually tells herself. But her traitorous heart longs for Nick’s teacher, a man who’s become her best friend. With no intention of falling in love again, she struggles to keep her thoughts and heart in line where Drake is concerned.

Drake Miller had plans to be the next NBA star, but when an injury left him sidelined in college, he decided to teach and return to his hometown of Faraday. There’s nothing he enjoys quite as much as shaping the minds of the first grade students in his classroom, unless it’s making Angela Carol smile. The first time he saw her, he knew he was a goner, but the widow has made it clear she has no interest in getting involved in a relationship. How can he prove to her that it’s worth taking a chance on love?

The unlikely team of Nick, along with his pet sheep, Shep, and a dove named Jasper, work to spread a little romance along with holiday cheer. Will their efforts be enough to unite Drake and Angela in time for a Christmas miracle?

Enjoy discovering the answer in this sweet Christmas romance filled with the spirit of the season and tenderness sure to touch your heart.

˃˃˃ Read all four sweet romances in The Friendly Beasts of Faraday series!
* Scent of Cedar (Book 1) - A woman in need of a new beginning finds herself tormented by a camel and captivated by the town's bad boy. Can she overcome her fears to embrace a sweet holiday romance?

* Tidings of Joy (Book 2)- Only one woman can draw a shy mail carrier out of his shell, but it will take the help of her donkey and puppy to make it happen.

* Boughs of Holly (Book 3)- A free-spirited nurse winds up on a ranch with a stubborn cowboy and his matchmaking grandpa. Will love triumph over her need to roam?

* Wings of an Angel (Book 4) - Will a fun-loving teacher convince a woman sworn off romance to give love a second chance? He'll need a hand from her son and his furry, feathered friends.

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/42733540-wings-of-an-angel


Author Bio:
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”

Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.

Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.

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Battlefield of Love Series- sale


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Kate Benson - sale blitz


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Author Bio: 
Kate Benson was raised in Texas and currently resides in central Florida with her husband and their growing army of fur minions.
She learned to read at the age of four and has been hooked ever since. She credits her passion for literature to her mother, her love of story-telling to her father and her unwavering faith in happily-ever-after’s to her husband, Sean.
Some of her favorite things include rainy days, loud music, superhero movies, hot tea and of course, lazy afternoons with a great book.
To find out more about Kate, her work or to just say hello, she loves hearing from her readers and can be found on social media.

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Due end of His Heart - cover reveal



COVER REVEAL

Title: Queen of His Heart
Author: Suzanna Lynn
Genre: Psychological Romance/Criminal Romance
Cover Designer: Funky Book Designs
Editor: Holly the Editor
Publication Date: December 27th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR


Blurb: 
When you play your cards, always have a Queen in your hand!

Officer Samantha Daniels has been given a dangerous mission; go undercover to get close to criminal mastermind, Dominic Murphy. However, becoming one of the king pin’s family isn’t as simple as introducing yourself with a basket of muffins.

Samantha must keep it together as she dives into her dark side, all while undergoing a terrible ignition that could take her life. However, torture can turn anyone’s mind to mush, and she discovers a whole new side of herself as she slowly gives into Dominic and his murderous tendencies.

Add a dash of insanity and a touch of Stockholm Syndrome, and you have a romance made of inner demons and blood.

It’s a sexy blood covered romance gone wrong; or maybe right.


Author Bio:
Author Suzanna Lynn is a full-time mom of three beautiful, energetic children and spends her days with them and her husband in a small town nestled in the deep rolling hills of Missouri.

Growing up in the Ozarks, as a child Suzanna spent her days wandering the fields and woods surrounding her home. While most children avoided the dark corners of the woods, she sought it out, imagining them to be filled with fairies, dragons and all number of creatures.

Having not lost her childhood imagination, Suzanna has written numerous poems, songs and short stories that won various awards in high school and college.

However, in 2014 she decided to stop wishing she could publish a book and made the dream a reality when she released The Bed Wife.

That first novella gave birth to two more books, completing the series, and stirred the embers of a new five-book series called The Untold Stories, which is currently in the works.

When she's not busy writing or spending time with her family, Suzanna loves to draw and paint, as well as scrapbook. She also has been known to volunteer with her children's school, the local Ladies Auxiliary veterans group and even the local zoo!

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A Sisters Struggle - blog tour


BLOG TOUR

Sister’s Struggle by Mary Gibson 

About the author 
Mary Gibson was born and brought up in Bermondsey, south east London. After a thirty year 
career in publishing, she took the opportunity of early retirement to write a book of her own. 
Her d├ębut novel, Custard Tarts and Broken Hearts, was inspired by the lives and times of her 
grandparents in World War One Bermondsey. It went on to become a top ten Kindle best 
seller and was selected for World Book Night 2015. 

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Website: marygibsonauthor.co.uk 


About the book 
A young girl struggles to keep body and soul together in 1930s London, while her proud but 
spendthrift widowed father refuses to accept charity. 
London, 1935. 
Ruby is always hungry, but she will go without if it means her young brothers can eat. 1930s 
Bermondsey might be called the larder of London, with its pie, pickle and jam factories, but 
for the poor working classes, starvation is often only a heartbeat away. When Ruby’s 
neighbour suggests she ought to go to the Methodist Mission for free food, Ruby knows her 
father will be furious, but that she has no other option. 
It is a decision that will change the course of her life forever, split her family and in the end 
lead her to face a terrible choice between duty and a great love. 

Buy links 
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EXTRACT

Ruby woke up hungry. It was a hunger so fierce it had penetrated her dream of 
the fat rat that lived inside her and was gnawing its way out of her stomach. But just 
as the sharp teeth took another bite at her she jolted herself awake. She sat up with the 
metallic taste of blood in her mouth. She had bitten her own lip. Groaning, she lay 
back down, tears beginning to trickle down her cheeks, pooling where her neck met 
the pillow. She rocked herself quietly. What was she going to do? 
Beside her, two-year-old Davey slept peacefully, each breath puffing out his 
pink lips. His head rested on her shoulder and she pushed aside the curling tendrils of 
dark brown hair from his forehead. He was a beautiful child, but sickly, with skinny 
arms and spindly legs that barely held his feather weight. The three Scully children 
slept, top and tailed, in one bed and she edged aside Eric’s smelly feet which were on 
a level with her nose. They needed a good wash. She’d have to ask Dad for a sixpence 
for the Grange Road baths when he got home. 
She glanced at the long sash window, the rotten frame loose and the curtains, 
which had been threadbare even when Mum was alive, keeping out none of the cold. 
They blew in and out with every chilling gust of wind. Through the window she could 
see the bell tower of St James’s church opposite. The bells were silent, resting. She 
always loved to hear them, chiming out hymn tunes on Sunday mornings or pealing 
for special services. The bells were so close that their ear-splitting tones would echo 
round their three small rooms, reverberating against the thin brick walls, setting sash 
windows trembling. She loved their sound. But she also loved it when they were 
resting – great lumpen iron things set on massive wooden beams within the bell tower 
– waiting for the hand that would set them into motion, and release their music to 
heaven. On Sundays there was never the prospect of a lie-in. The sound of St. James’ bells woke everyone, churchgoer and heathen alike. 

But whatever the day, the hands on the church tower clock were never still. 
Now they edged towards five o’ clock. She waited until the creeping morning light 
grew strong enough to penetrate Eric’s pale-lashed eyelids. The boys would be 
hungry when they woke – and their hunger would be even harder to bear than her 
own. Dodge could say what he liked: the pain she felt was definitely hunger and the 
hungry rat was feasting on her. She licked the salt tears and pretended they were soup. 
It was torture to lie here, knowing the queue for a free breakfast at the Bermondsey 
Central Hall was already forming and they couldn’t join it. Hundreds of children were 
already there in the dawn light, the promise of a good breakfast keeping them warm 
on this bitterly cold morning. The idea of provoking her father’s rare, fierce temper 
was daunting but the thought of another day without any food was worse... 

She waited until the morning sun stroked Eric’s blond hair to silver and a finger of 
light caused his lids to flicker open. Then she wasted no time. If she delayed, she 
might change her mind. While his sky-blue eyes were still clouded with sleep, she 
dragged him from the bed and shoved shorts and shirt into his arms. 
‘You ain’t got to have no wash this morning, just get dressed.’ 
The pain in her stomach was urgent now, demanding as a bawling child and 
just as difficult to ignore. As if on cue, Davey let out a wail. While she dressed him 
she pacified him with a piece of rag dipped in the remains of last night’s condensed 
milk. Eric had pulled on his clothes and she spat on her hands before wiping them 
around his neck. Then she spat on them again and plastered down his fine, blond hair 
which stuck up like a pale dandelion seed head. Slipping into her frock and shoes she 
glanced in the mirror above the mantelpiece. Her small-boned face and pointed chin was framed by straight, silver blonde hair, chopped into a rough bob by her own hand. 

She hastily ran the comb through it. In lieu of a wash, she rubbed sleep from her eyes, 
which were exactly the same sky blue as Eric’s. Only Davey had inherited their 
mother’s dark hair and warm brown eyes. Dodge insisted that she and Eric were 
descended from Vikings, like him. By which he meant that their grandmother had 
fallen for a Scandinavian sailor off the docks which resulted in Dodge’s birth nine 
months later. The sailor had felt the call of the sea shortly after and was never seen 
again. ‘She named me after me father! He dodged the bullet, didn’t he?’ her dad 
would laugh, bearing his absent parent no ill will.