Thursday, October 2, 2014

Blog Tour - Shame by Rachel Van Dyken


Synopsis: 
Release day 10/6
Everything done in darkness, will eventually be brought into the light.
I ran, but all it did was keep me one step ahead of my past. I tried to start over; new name, new identity. But you can't change your soul.
A fresh start at college was just what I needed. For a while, it worked. I was the party girl, the one that seemed confident, but it was a lie.
When guys kissed me--I felt only pain.
When they touched me--Nothing but fear.
Deep inside, every girl wants to be the beauty in the story, to find someone that will see you as their world.
But the truth? I was the beast. And as much as I wanted redemption, I wasn't fool enough to think I'd ever get it.
Until he walked into my life.
I wasn't prepared to fall for someone. My scars were too deep, the wounds too raw. But he offered me peace, he offered me security. I should have known it was just another lie--I should have known that falling in love with my professor was a bad idea.
But I was powerless to stop myself from falling.
And he was powerless to catch me.
Because the darkness finally caught up to me, and as fate would have it, a cruel twist almost bled me dry. But I'm stronger than I knew. I'm stronger than you think.
You think you know my story, but you don't....after all everyone has Shame in their lives-- and I'm no longer afraid to show you mine.

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My Review:

Rachel Van Dyken was born to write. She was born to take words and make them wrap around your soul and become apart of you. She pulls you in by just a few words and you will forever remember them as being LIFE CHANGING.

I know exactly what you are thinking. OH CHELCIE SHUT UP. You say this about every book you read. And you would be correct. I am a lover of MOST of the books I read. It is the TRUTH.

But it takes a lot to bring me to my knees. It takes a lot to make me feel every part of the story from start to finish. The Ruin Series has become a lifetime favorite. It has embedded itself into my bone marrow. This book left me thinking about it weeks after finishing. Just like every other RUIN SERIES BOOK.

Lisa has always been this carefree person to me. Never, NEVER did I ever think she had that kind of past. I NEVER guessed that, after Fearless I knew something was off, but Shame totally blew my preception of her out of the water. She is broken, scared, wounded but FIERCE and STRONG and BRAVE.

Lisa has become an inspiration for girls out there that have gone through this or will go through this type of situation. Years later, when a women is sitting in her living room reading this book and thinking WOW SHE IS WRITING MY STORY. The women will become stronger and braver and it will change her.



It's just a book, it isn't real, it's fiction. But somewhere out there, this is real and this has and will happen. Rachel took a story that is ugly and black and made it beautiful.

Twist and turns are my favorite part of the books I read. I loved how Rachel included the past into the present. It was refreshing and she pulled it off perfectly.

I won't say anything about the leading man, but I will say he stole my heart at the same time he as breaking it. She wrote him in a way that I loved and hated him.

This series is an everlasting series that touched my soul and stole my tears.

I am 120% "Totally Addicted" to Shame




Excerpt 
I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead against hers. A shaky breath escaped her lips. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
“Are you trying to prepare me or ask permission?” she whispered, her voice beckoning me like a siren’s call.
“Both.” My lips hovered near hers. “I figure it’s only fair.”
“Fair?” She pulled back slightly. “How so?”
“Ten thousand.” I angled my head and watched the pulse jump on her neck. “That’s how many nerve endings, on average, are in your lips. Consequently, when your body anticipates pleasure, the build-up is the best part. Imagine, those ten thousand nerves are swelling, allowing blood to surge through them in anticipation of… what?” I swept my tongue across her lower lip and whispered, “Of being touched. I ask permission, not because I’m being a gentleman. It’s actually the complete opposite. I ask permission so your brain anticipates the pleasure before I’ve ever even touched you.”
I tasted her lower lip again and abruptly dipped my tongue into her mouth. Then just as quickly retreated. “The human body is an instrument. Know how to master it… and well…” I let my voice drop as I moved my hands slowly to her shoulders and tugged her body flush against mine. Our mouths met softly at first. I deepened the kiss, memorizing her taste, knowing I wouldn’t experience a kiss like this again in my lifetime. The way her scent, her soft moans destroyed my body, wrecked me from the deepest part of me, was nothing short of life-altering.
And I’d like to think I’d kissed a lot of women.
I’d studied the psychology of sexuality.
I was an expert in pleasure.
But she was schooling me, absolutely wreaking havoc on every logical thought as her soft whimper cascaded over me. Blood surged through my body as it tightened with awareness at her proximity.
She pulled back, her lips swollen. “That was… not a good enough warning.”
Laughing softly, I cupped the back of her head and gently drew it toward mine and kissed her again, angling my lips differently, searching her, consuming her, drawing pleasure from her lips as if it was my life goal to discover every single secret she owned.
Her arms wrapped around my neck. She was shy; she didn’t push against me, didn’t wrap her legs around me or moan into my mouth like I was having sex with her rather than kissing her.
My hands moved down her corset to her hips, and I lifted her into the air and walked her backward toward the brick wall. The whole time, our masks collided. In frustration, I ripped hers off, then mine. The shadows of moonlight hid our faces as I kissed her harder, losing myself in her.
Her nails dug at the back of my neck as she jerked my head harder. Groaning, I let her fall to the ground as I placed my hands on the brick wall to keep myself from ripping the dress from her body.
Shouting started from the ballroom.
“Ten, nine…!”
“Eight,” I whispered against her mouth. “Seven.”
“Six.” She sighed, her breathing labored as her tongue found mine again. “Five.”
“Four, three.” I pulled back and trailed kisses down her neck.
“Two.”
We broke apart, both breathing heavy. “One.”
People burst out onto the balcony as the fireworks started, lighting up the sky. And our faces.
And the only thing I could say as she gasped in horror was “Oh, shit."


About Rachel Van Dyken:

Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her Husband and their snoring Boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from readers! You can follow her writing journey at 
www.rachelvandykenauthor.com

Links:
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Cover Reveal - Brokenness by Erika Ashley


Cover Created by: Perfect Pear Creative Cover
Releasing: November 2014

Synopsis

**Brokenness is a companion novel to Broken Wings** 

TEN YEARS AGO, I fell in love with a boy. 
In the blink of an eye, the boy I loved was ripped from me. 
TEN YEARS LATER, I ran into the boy I had lost. 
Yet, he's no longer a boy. 
He's a man. 
A deeply wounded man. 

Dustin Adams was once known for his down to earth, care free spirit. He was the well rounded kid with a promising future. 

Until the girl he loved was yanked from his life. 

Now, Dustin is known for his distance and the coldness he radiates. He is simply a shell of the boy he once was.

Living the Army life, the close calls he's surrounded by daily have done nothing but further harden his heart.

Until the girl he once loved reappears in his life. 

Can what they shared so long ago be restored? Or is Dustin fated to live a life of brokenness?


Excerpt
Prelude 

TEN YEARS AGO I fell in love with a boy. All it took was one sideways grin with his perfectly dimpled cheek for me to know I was a goner. My days and nights were consumed by him—if not physically, he was there mentally—always on my mind. I loved him with everything within me. The love we shared was the kind I thought would stand the test of time.

Everyone says your first true love isn't in fact true, but more of a fling. That epic love comes from enduring every facet of life with that person. Rather it be happiness, sadness, loss, gain—you can't truly love someone until it's been tested. 

The one day in a blink of an eye, the boy I loved was ripped from me. My overly religious parents didn't like their daughter falling in love so young. It was simply unacceptable to them when I was supposed to focus on God, school, my future and nothing else. 

He was my future and when they ripped my future away, I rebelled. I was barely showing by time graduation rolled around. Thank God, because I would have surely been an outcast at my new school. Not to mention what would have happened if my parents would have found out. There was no way I was letting them get their hands on the last thing I had of the boy I loved. 

Eighteen, pregnant and sitting at the bus station, I found a friend. One that took me under his wing and I grew to love. It was then I realized the different types of love. He was everything I needed when I had nothing. I love him for the life he has brought me when every option I had was filled with uncertainty. I will forever be in his debt. 

Ten years later, I ran into the boy I had loved, yet he's no longer a boy. He's a man. A deeply wounded man. Even though the flesh on his outside is still fully intact, nothing compares to the scars and pain he's carried around on the inside for so long. 

Ten years later and I still have the same feelings for him...but they seem so much more intense. Was my first love my one true love? Now that he’s reappeared in my life, my thoughts are consumed by him. But, now they are paralleled with guilt. I love two men, but I love them differently. And, as of right now, I only know one for sure loves me back.



I’m caught between what’s wrong and what’s right…what’s fair and what’s unjust. I know what my heart wants, but is what it wants, what’s right? Feelings can cloud moral judgment. I don’t want what I feel to take over what I know to be right. But, I’m having a hard time sorting out the differences. I’m walking an emotion packed tight rope, and I know I’m going to fall. I’m just unsure who’s going to catch me.


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MeetTheAuthor

Being born an "Army Brat", Erika Ashby has been residing in Oklahoma the last 10 years finally putting an end to the nomad tendencies she had grown accustomed to. She's a happily married woman who has 5 kids between her and her husband. She has an insane passion for music and a sweet spot for drummers. It wasn't until the age of 29 that she realized she also had a hidden passion for reading; before then she claimed to have hated it. Six months after unlocking that deep desire she never knew she held, she turned the key to another chapter of her life which has become the desire to write. And the rest is still history in the making.

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Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Cover Reveal ~ Silver Bastard by Joanna Wylde


Silver Bastard is book one in the Silver Valley Series and 
will be released on April 7th.   

Amazon Pre-order Link: http://amzn.to/1ub3ob2


Blurb

First in the new Silver Valley series from the New York Times bestselling author of the Reapers Motorcycle Club Novels 

Fourteen months. For fourteen months, Puck Redhouse sat in a cell and kept his mouth shut, protecting the Silver Bastards MC from their enemies. Then he was free and it was time for his reward—full membership in the club, along with a party to celebrate. That’s when he saw Becca Jones for the first time and set everything in motion. Before the night ended he’d violated his parole and stolen her away from everything she knew.

Five years. It was five years ago that Puck destroyed Becca and saved her all in one night. She’s been terrified of him ever since, but she’s even more terrified of the monsters he still protects her from... But Becca refuses to let fear control her. She’s living her life and moving forward, until she gets a phone call from the past she can't ignore. She has to go back, and there’s only one man she can trust to go with her—the ex-con biker who rescued her once before.

Puck will help her again, but this time it’ll be on his terms. No more lies, no more tears, and no more holding back what he really wants... 

Marrow Synopsis Reveal by Tarryn Fisher


In the Bone there is a house.
In the house there is a girl.
In the girl there is a darkness.

Margo is not like other girls. She lives in a derelict neighborhood called the Bone, in a cursed house, with her cursed mother, who hasn't spoken to her in over two years. She lives her days feeling invisible. It's not until she develops a friendship with her wheelchair-bound neighbor, Judah Grant, that things begin to change. When neighborhood girl, seven-year-old Neveah Anthony, goes missing, Judah sets out to help Margo uncover what happened to her.

What Margo finds changes her, and with a new perspective on life, she's determined to find evil and punish it--targeting rapists and child molesters, one by one.

But hunting evil is dangerous, and Margo risks losing everything, including her own soul.

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About Tarryn!

 
 
 
I am a real life villain, truly. I drink sick amounts of Starbucks. Most of the time my hair smells like coffee. I was born in South Africa, and lived there for most of my childhood. I moved to Seattle just for the rain. Rome is my favorite place in the world so far, Paris comes in at a close second. I read and write more than I sleep. When I was eleven, I wrote an entire novel about runaway orphans, using only purple ink. I am addicted to Florence and the Machine and will travel to see concerts. I love scary movies and giraffes. I spend way too much time on Facebook. Meet you there?…

 

 

 
Author website:   http://www.tarrynfisher.com/

 

 

 
 

Blitz ~ Two Roads by Lili Saint Germain




Two Roads (Gypsy Brothers), Book Six

Amazon: TBD
RELEASE DATE: September 30th, 2014

Synopsis
The sixth book in the #1 iBooks bestselling Gypsy Brothers series.
Juliette and Jase may be out of Dornan's immediate reach, but as tensions rise, will they end up walking right into the enemy's trap?
Can Juliette forgive Jase for his devastating betrayal, or will it destroy everything they've been fighting for?

Excerpt
He killed my father. I’m having his baby.
He killed my father. I’m having his baby.
Those two sentences are on repeat in my head, the agony of the rolling waves almost too much for me to bear.
And the agony of my nausea slams into me again with the violent rock of the waves that carry us to safer shores. I think. I hope.
But really, how safe am I? I’m suddenly questioning everything, stuck in a vortex of swirling paranoia and doubt. Is Jase on Dornan’s side? He killed my father. He didn’t even try to deny it.
I can’t believe it, I can’t accept it, and I just wish I could think straight for five fucking minutes. I wish I didn’t feel like this. I’ve left one prison, the one Dornan constructed for me, only to be trapped in one of my own making. The one in my mind that goes over and over and over again.
I’m curled as tight as I can get into a ball on a bed in the main cabin of the boat. We must be going pretty fast, or be in some crazy swell, because I swear if the boat tilted a little more, it’d capsize.
The door is closed. I made Elliot promise he wouldn’t let Jase come in here. I’m going to have to face him eventually, but I just can’t face him now. I don’t want to hear his excuses, if he even has any. He killed my father.
I’ve never been afraid of drowning before, but right now, I’m terrified. Drowning in this ship. Drowning in lies and in blood. Drowning in my own treacherous deceit. For so long, I’ve had only one goal – to destroy Dornan. I was too busy focusing on his suffering to notice or care about my own, and now, I feel so damned broken. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to feel normal again.
In fact, come to think of it, I don’t even know what normal is.
I jump as a warm hand touches my shoulder.
“Hey,” a low voice murmurs beside me.
I turn over to see Elliot lying beside me, his pose mirroring mine. I can see water lashing against the small round window that looks out to the cruel sea we travel within.
“You’re shaking,” Elliot says, frowning as he reaches out a hand to me. Without thinking, I shrink back, an automatic response after three months of Dornan’s psychotic hands being the only ones to reach for me. Elliot’s face crumples into something resembling sadness—despair—as he reaches out to me again, slower this time, and pushes my lank hair back from my face.
Am I even here? I’m not sure. This could all be a dream. An elaborate, drug-induced hallucination. The thought makes me reel. Am I out? Or am I still in the basement? Is Elliot in front of me, or is it Dornan?
I scramble away from Elliot, clambering off the bed and backing up to the far end of the tiny room. Behind me, waves pound violently into the thick glass porthole, the only thing separating us from the deadly currents beyond. The movement of the waves catches my attention and I turn, mesmerized, as I press a trembling palm up to the freezing cold glass.
Am I here? Am I alive?
A nudge in my stomach, nothing more than a flutter really, propels me back to sanity.
Yes. I am here. I am here, while Elliot hovers behind me, and Jase and Luis are somewhere beyond the door that keeps me safe in this room.
And I am carrying a baby inside me. A baby that should never have existed.

And I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a terrible thing.

Series
Seven Sons (Gypsy Brothers, Book One) FREE
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1uCENKj

Six Brothers (Gypsy Brother, Book Two)

Five Miles (Gypsy Brothers, Book Three)
Amazon UK: TBD

Four Score (Gypsy Brothers, Four)

Three Years (Gypsy Brothers, Book Five)

Two Roads (Gypsy Brothers, Book Six)
Amazon US: TBD

One Love (Gypsy Brothers, Book Seven)
Giveaway
About Lili Saint Germain
Lili writes dark romance, suspense and paranormal stories. Her serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the following books in the series to be released in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, good coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Pinterest.

She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.

YA Wednesday! To All the Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han



To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before is the story of Lara Jean, who has never openly admitted her crushes, but instead wrote each boy a letter about how she felt, sealed it, and hid it in a box under her bed. But one day Lara Jean discovers that somehow her secret box of letters has been mailed, causing all her crushes from her past to confront her about the letters: her first kiss, the boy from summer camp, even her sister's ex-boyfriend, Josh. As she learns to deal with her past loves face to face, Lara Jean discovers that something good may come out of these letters after all

 
Published April 15th 2014 by Simon & Schuster Books for Young Readers

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 I am so in love with this book. I am so in love with Jenny Han and her hilariously brilliant writing. If you have not read Jenny Han, you need to. You are missing out. I loved every single page of this book.

The story is told by Lara Jean Song a quirky goody two shoes of a girl who likes to write love letters to say goodbye to the boys she loved. Lara Jean is pretty vanilla but not in an annoying way, it's actually cute how quirky she is. The letters are not really love letters but rather a way for her to say goodbye and to give her closure. Once she writes the letter she tucks it away, the letter and her feelings.  There are five letters to five VERY different guys. Cheers right now to Han for bringing diversity to YA literature. She seems to capture every aspect of diversity in this book. The guys were never supposed to get the letters. They were supposed to be tucked into the back of Lara Jean's closet for all eternity but then they get sent out (insert DRAMA) and she has to deal with the aftermath. Which is embarrassing and sweet and hilarious.

So much of the story focuses around Lara Jean and her two sisters Margot and Kitty. Since their mom died they have been taking care of each other and their father. Margot is the oldest sister and ends up going to Scotland for school early on. Margot has always been the caretaker of the family so her leaving causes a huge absence in all their lives. Kitty is the younger sister and she is one of my favourite parts of the book. She is hilarious and wild. I should point out now that one of the letters went to Margot's ex-boyfriend Josh. Josh is their neighbour and has been part of their lives since they moved into the neighbourhood. He is a constant staple at the house and everyone including their dad loves him.  He is nerdy but in a cute and quirky way so it's easy to see why the Song girls fell for him. Josh and Margot break up right before Margot leaves from Scotland. When I was reading this I was really hoping that Lara Jean would not end up falling for Josh again BUT things happen and it causes problems between the sisters and the rest of the family is effected by it.

In an attempt to save face with the letters being sent out Lara Jean starts a fake relationship with one of the recipients, Peter! Oh, Peter! I adore you. These two are complete opposites and they start out their fake relationship using one another but end up developing feelings for each other. As I write this I realize how cliché this sounds and it's not an uncommon theme but it's the way in which Han writes that draws you in. She adds elements to the story that make it unique. Plus there is a chapter that is pretty much all Harry Potter references. I mean. Come one!!!!!!!!!!!! That's lovely.

This is the perfect YA mix of high school drama, humor, and young love. It's like the perfect 80 movie. Popular kid and awkward kid find love. I was giddy the whole time I was reading it. Pure enjoyment. The ending was like whhaaaaaa so I am soooo happy that there is a second book in the works. Seriously, this is my happy place, I want to read Jenny Han all day long.