Tuesday, June 27, 2017

~ COVER REVEAL with GIVEAWAY and EXCERPT! ~ Resurgence ~ by Sharonlee Holder

Title: Resurgence
Author: Sharonlee Holder
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Strong Image Editing
Publisher: Changing Tides Publishing

It’s been a thousand years since the Fates forced the gods into exile. Now they are preparing for war. A prophesied weapon is sought by both sides.  Eros and the resistance want to use it to win their freedom, while the Fates seek to find it first and destroy it.  Antara is the Tracker Eros needs, and finds herself drawn into a world she never knew existed—with feelings she may not be ready for.


South African, born and bred, Sharonlee Holder lives in one of the outer suburbs of Johannesburg in Gauteng, South Africa.Life is a happy and creative jumble of a husband, three grown daughters, one super cute grand-daughter, three dogs, a cat, and a mouthy African Grey parrot.Endless hours at the keyboard are supported by copious amounts of frothy coffee and ‘What ifs?’. Writing breaks are a blend of the big outdoors astride a motorbike, reading or watching anything and everything to do with fantasy, romance and the paranormal.

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Antara first became aware of the distant sound of running water. Caught in that Twilight Zone, between dreams and reality, she found herself transported backwards by a year, and a smile slipped across her mouth. In about five minutes, she’d be able to hear the strains of Abba’s “Mamma Mia” in her mother’s warm alto. It was her favourite shower song. That or “Dancing Queen.” More than once, Tara had teased her mother for her cheesy choice in music. It only made her sing louder until, finally, she’d whirl out in a cloud of magnolia-scented steam with a towel wrapped around her, using her hairbrush as a microphone.

Full wakefulness slung Antara back to the present when the water shut off and nothing but silence filled her ears. Sadness and longing welled up, threatening to engulf her. She refused to give in to it this time and sat up, groaning quietly when her head complained at the abrupt movement. Satin slid cool against her bare skin and pooled about her hips. It took a moment before she registered her nudity, and when she did, Antara snatched the sheets back up over her breasts.

The darkened room afforded no clues as to where she might be, and lacked a sense of familiarity that might have identified it as either her or Hailey’s bedroom. With fear and a horrendous headache chewing behind her eyes, she battled to find the last thing she could remember.

Dark, red hair and pale, amber eyes.

Oh, sweet Jesus. That Murphy guy had drugged her and brought her to his psycho lair. She was going to end up as one of those sad women on Cold Case with her body found only years later at the bottom of a mine shaft.

Before she’d managed to formulate a plan of escape, a bright rectangle of light opened up to the side of her. Silhouetted within its frame was a heavily built male figure. For a split second, she could have sworn she saw wings. That must have been some seriously good shit she’d been drugged with.

“You’re awake.”

The moment he spoke, she knew who it was. Sin and whisky purred across the air and tickled at her senses, spreading warmth between her thighs.

Clutching the sheet tighter against herself, Antara glared into the dark where she thought she’d seen him go. “Where are my clothes?”

“You were burning up; I had to cool you down.”

There must have been a dimmer switch nearby, for the darkness lifted a little and was replaced by a soft, buttery light. Antara swallowed her tongue when she caught sight of Ross.

Wearing only a towel wrapped around his lean hips, he presented a veritable feast of male flesh. Hard packed muscle and sinew overlaid by rich golden skin that rippled as he moved. Either he sunbathed starkers, or what she had thought was a tan on his forearms and face were simply his natural colouring. A spattering of smooth, black hair dusted his chest and appeared again at his navel where it formed a tempting downward strip. A path she’d happily follow under other circumstances. Flustered, Antara dragged her gaze upward to the tattoo inked across his left pec. An unusual design, it consisted of a knotted heart woven through with an infinity symbol in a continuous loop.

“You done?” he asked, cocking a brow in sly amusement.  “I can drop the towel if you like?”

Having been staring at the enticing slash of pelvic muscles that dove under the very item he was offering to discard, Antara blushed. Jerking her attention straight ahead, she caught sight of herself in the mirrored doors opposite the bed. She cast a surreptitious glance upward. No tacky mirrors on the ceiling. A tiny point in his favour. She swung her attention back in his direction. He was on the move again, prowling toward the bed with the air of a predator.

Oh dear God, yes, please! Wait, no! What the hell was she thinking? She didn’t know him from a bar of soap. Sure, he smelled amazing, and she couldn’t deny the way her body responded to his presence, but she wasn’t the girl that screwed strangers. She had more self-respect than that. Summoning her backbone, Antara narrowed a quelling look at him. “Don’t you dare come another step closer.”

He paused and tilted his head to one side in the manner of a dog hearing a strange sound. Then, he lunged at her and threw himself across the bed like a rugby player, diving over the try line.

A millisecond later, before she had a chance to process shock, the Adam’s Family theme song started up.

“Hey! That’s my phone!” She tried to grab it from his hand, but he was quicker and rolled away with it, leaving his towel behind and taking her sheet with him when it became tangled around his legs.

Left completely naked, they stared at each other for a few seconds. Shit got weird when his eyes flared an unearthly blue and he shuddered.

“You need to go. Now.” His voice rolled like thunder, and his body had gone as taut as a bow.

“Go where, exactly?” Clamping an arm across her breasts and covering her sex with her other hand, Antara scrambled awkwardly off the bed. “I don’t even know where the bloody hell I am! And while we’re at it, how dare you undress me while I’m passed out, you sick pervert.”

Ross dropped his chin and considered her from under the ledge of jet black eyebrows. A veritable heat wave rolled off of him, shimmering the air, caressing across her skin.


A throbbing feral growl underscored the seductive way he said her name. Crushed velvet and satin. She was sure it was meant to be some sort of warning, but found she couldn’t move. Didn’t want to move.


Monday, June 26, 2017

~ BLOG TOUR with REVIEW ~ Rise of the Sea Witch ~ by Stacey Rourke

Title: Rise of the Sea Witch
Author: Stacey Rourke
Genre: YA Fantasy/ Fairy Tale and Folklore
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs
Publisher: Anchor Group Publishing
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Details of the sea witch’s banishment have been exaggerated. The body count that preempted it was not. Once an illustrious princess, her hands and tentacles were stained with the blood of thousands. No one could comprehend how the hooks of madness dragged her down from her life of privilege.  

Born Princess Vanessa of Atlantica, the ambitious young royal was one of two children born to the great King Poseidon. She and her brother, Triton, were groomed from birth to rule. Yet only one would ascend that coveted throne. While carefree Triton flits through his training with a cavalier demeanor and beguiling charm, Vanessa’s hunger for her father’s acceptance drives her to push herself to the limits of magic, and combat to become a leader worthy of her people.   

When war against the humans ravages their once regal kingdom, political sides are chosen. Factions from the seven seas challenge the existing leadership, pitting Vanessa against her brother in a vicious battle for the crown. Traitors are exposed, dark family secrets revealed, and a once strong sibling bond is strained to its breaking point.

Only when the ink black waters from the ultimate betrayal rescind, will the truth be known of how the villainous sea witch rose with one name on her vengeful lips--Triton.

My Review:
4 out of 5 Stars

I have to admit that before I came across this book, I never gave much thought to Ursala’s backstory. I think I just made the assumption that she was born evil, and therefore always was.  Although, I haven’t come across any evil babies in my lifetime, so maybe I should’ve given that a little more thought.  I’m really glad that although I didn’t, this author did.  The way this story went? I’m surprised she didn’t become evil MUCH sooner.  In fact, this is what really made this story a sad one, in my opinion.

According to this story, before she was Ursula, Vanessa was a very kind-hearted, good, hard working person.  She was this way from a very young age. She was determined, as the eldest, to become the best future queen she could possibly be – even though she always knew the cards were stacked against her, and it was almost assuredly Triton that would get the crown. Even though he didn’t want it.

Time and time again, Vanessa was used, tricked, hurt by those she trusted, and always made to feel like second place, and she still kept her good heart.  I was truly shocked throughout the book, thinking, “This is it.  This is when she loses it.” But she doesn’t.  She keeps going.  Her love for Atlantica and its people keeping her going.

When she finally does become the Ursula we know from the stories, I found myself feeling more like it was about time, rather than being sad that she became “the bad guy”.  Because really, I would’ve felt like the bad guy LONG before she did.  Not only that, but even though she became Ursula, there was still just enough of Vanessa left in her that made your heart break for her yet again.

RONE Award Winner for Best YA Paranormal Work of 2012 for Embrace, a Gryphon Series Novel
Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012
Turning Pages Magazine Winner for Best YA book of 2013 & Best Teen Book of 2013 

Stacey Rourke is the author of the award winning YA Gryphon Series, the chillingly suspenseful Legends Saga, and the romantic comedy Adapted for Film. She lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction, and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head. 

Visit her at www.staceyrourke.com
or on Twitter or instagram at Rourkewrites.

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Tuesday, June 20, 2017

~ BOOK REVIEW ~ Midnight Devine ~ By Valerie Roeseler

Midnight Divine (The Helio Trilogy #1)
by Valerie Roeseler 


Leaving her broken home and shady past behind, Ivy Harris is determined to make something of herself. Her new acquaintance, Jack Roe, is irritating and arrogant with a womanizing reputation. Despite his secretive behavior and constant pursuit of her, Ivy finds herself falling for him. When Jack’s secrets are revealed, Ivy discovers her life isn't her own as she's trapped within a conflict between beings of light and darkness.

After a series of dangerous encounters threaten her existence, she finds comfort from a mysterious stranger and gains the loyalty of unexpected forces. The walls Ivy has secured around her crumble in the wake of tragedy, and the devotion of her friends provide her with the family she's longed for. With their safety and her survival contingent on her actions, Ivy has no choice but to become the force of nature she's destined to be.

~My Review~
5 out of 5 Stars!

I have to say, after all of the things that Ivy was put through that were life changing, and in such a short period of time, I was surprised I never read “and then Ivy’s head exploded”.  This was an intense story from Ivy’s point of view, but this girl HANDLED it!

After reading this book, Ivy is my new hero.  She already wasn’t a typical girly girl.   She played the guitar in an all girl band, and KILLED it at racing and fixing cars.  She also decided that no matter how many bad things in life were thrown at her, she was going to college, and she took it very seriously.  Then, when her world got flipped upside down – several times – she didn’t let it break her. She fought harder, she got tougher, and she got rid of her own personal demons that got in the way of her real goals.  She’s a tough, super cool character, and I’d possibly beg her to be my friend in real life (in a super cool way, of course).

Another thing that stood out about this book was the detail the author was able to go into about many different subjects. For instance, the detailed explanation of how to race the cars, details about the music and equipment, and several other things I won’t give away.  Either this other is as awesome in real life as Ivy, or she did an exceptional job at researching every subject she wrote about, which I have huge respect for. It would have been easy to talk about the races without the details of how and when to shift, break, turn, accelerate, etc, but the details made me feel more like I was there driving myself.

I also really liked that the author didn’t make good and evil so obvious as I’ve read in so many other books.  There’s no black and white – if you’re one thing you’re good, if you’re another thing you’re bad.  She delves deeper, showing there is an incredible amount of gray area, and it’s possible for members to come together on common ground.  This is really what kept me on my toes the entire time.  I never knew who was REALLY good or bad, or who Ivy could trust.

If you’re someone like me who has a terrible habit of predicting who ‘mystery’ characters are, it’s likely you’ll figure one of them out pretty quickly.  As I kept reading, I was hoping to be surprised and proven wrong, but although I wasn’t wrong, I still wasn’t disappointed.  In fact, I think I was supposed to know.  It was all about the reveal of who they were – tricky, and I like it!

There was certainly more than one (or two) nights that I stayed up reading “one more chapter” until my eyes were burning.  This book kept me sucked in permanently, even thinking about it when I wasn’t reading it.  I will definitely be reading the next one, as things are really getting good! 

Monday, June 19, 2017

~NEW RELEASE!~ Rise of the Sea Witch ~ By Stacey Rourke

Title: Rise of the Sea Witch
Author: Stacey Rourke
Genre: YA Fantasy/ Fairy Tale and Folklore
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber Designs
Publisher: Anchor Group Publishing
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR

Details of the sea witch’s banishment have been exaggerated. The body count that preempted it was not. Once an illustrious princess, her hands and tentacles were stained with the blood of thousands. No one could comprehend how the hooks of madness dragged her down from her life of privilege.  

Born Princess Vanessa of Atlantica, the ambitious young royal was one of two children born to the great King Poseidon. She and her brother, Triton, were groomed from birth to rule. Yet only one would ascend that coveted throne. While carefree Triton flits through his training with a cavalier demeanor and beguiling charm, Vanessa’s hunger for her father’s acceptance drives her to push herself to the limits of magic, and combat to become a leader worthy of her people.   

When war against the humans ravages their once regal kingdom, political sides are chosen. Factions from the seven seas challenge the existing leadership, pitting Vanessa against her brother in a vicious battle for the crown. Traitors are exposed, dark family secrets revealed, and a once strong sibling bond is strained to its breaking point.

Friday, June 16, 2017

~COVER REVEAL!~ Guarding Eden by Cameo Renae

Title: Guarding Eden (A Midway Novel)
Author: Cameo Renae
Genre: YA Fantasy
Publisher: CHBB
Cover Designer: Stefanie Saw
Expected Release Date: July 21, 2017
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

***The Midway Novels are spin-offs of the Hidden Wings Series, but each book can be read as a standalone.***

Tucked away at an upscale, private boarding school in Brindle Hollow, Washington, seventeen-year-old Eden East comes face to face with a hideous creature on her walk back to her dorm. Shaken to her core, she's left questioning the world around her, and soon finds herself entering a friendship with a hot, new student named Alexander.

Little does she know, Alex is a Guardian Angel, sent from Midway to protect her from those dangerous creatures—known as Darkling—lurking in the forest outside Brindle Hall. It isn’t long before Alex learns this is no ordinary assignment. Eden’s existence holds a secret; something hidden from even herself.

Eden is thrust into a world where Fallen angels and creatures of the Underworld will stop at nothing to catch her. With Alex at her side and a little help from some of his old friends, they form a formidable front against the enemy.

 Hopefully, it’s not too little, too late.


2016 Young Adult Author of the Year - Penned Con
2013 Break Out Author by Young Adult & Teen Readers
2013 Book of the Year (Hidden Wings)

Cameo Renae was born in San Francisco, raised in Maui, Hawaii, and recently moved with her husband and children to Alaska.
She's a daydreamer and a caffeine and peppermint addict who loves to laugh, loves to read, and loves to escape reality. One of her greatest joys is creating fantasy worlds filled with adventure and romance and sharing it with others.
One day she hopes to find her own magic wardrobe and ride away on her magical unicorn. Until then...she'll keep writing!

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Wednesday, June 7, 2017

~REVIEW AND EXCERPT BLITZ with GIVEAWAY~ Midnight Rose ~ By Dani Hart

Midnight Rose
(Midnight series, #1)
By Dani Hart


My grandfather had once told me that life was an unpredictable beast—one moment calm with a full belly and heavy eyes, and the next, digging its paws in the dirt, snarling just before it took down its next victim. Until recently, I would argue with that notion, listing all the reasons why my life was as predictable as the tides coming and going. While I listened, I was young and never put much thought into a lot of the things my grandfather told me, but all that changed when the Hunters moved back to Sandpoint. More specifically, Wes Hunter. That was when the impossible became possible and the predictable became unpredictable.

As Abigail Rose looked down on her new world, she couldn’t deny the things she had seen and all the things she had learned. There were days she wished she could go back to her old life, but she had changed. Evolved. She was no longer a love-struck seventeen year old. She was a chosen leader and her path was undeniable. The black and white was fading to gray, and the only thing between mortals and immortals was her.

My Review:
~5 out of 5 Stars~
I absolutely LOVED how this book was written.  I would definitely say that the thing that stands out most to me, that kept me on the edge of my seat the most, was that the entire book was written from Abigail’s point of view.  Sometimes, even in cases of alternating points of view, things are given away too much because you know what everyone is thinking, and often feel like you’re one step ahead as the reader.  In this case, you are just as confused, scared, sad, happy, shocked, etc. as Abigail, at the same TIME as Abigail.  Not only is the story an incredible ride itself, but it’s also an incredible emotional rollercoaster through a seventeen year old’s eyes.

I really want to give very little away about this book in this review, because the new discoveries practically every time you turned a page were what I loved about this book so much.  I really try to figure out what will happen next when I read books, and am sometimes disappointed when I’m right.  In the case of this book, if I guess an event, or what would happen to someone, it was more of a prayer that I was right – not that it was obvious.

There are several characters in this book that come into Abigail’s life, and some will have obvious effects on her, some will be characters you’re sure are bad/good/boring/important/etc, and I can assure you that 90% of the time you will be wrong. As she herself is told a few times, trust nothing and no one.

Down to the very last word of the very last page, you are shocked at every revelation.  I love being kept on my toes with a book that has a very original story line and original characters.  I most certainly found that in this book!  I have to warn you there IS a sort of cliffhanger, but not a killer one…just one that really leaves you looking forward to what happens next.  And I can’t wait until I find out!



“Did you get the soup?” Wes’ voice encircled me, catching my breath in my chest. He was only a foot away from me, his eyes glowing under the soft patio lights. Words escaped me, and my lungs ceased to function. Even my knees weakened. In seconds, I had transformed into a pathetic teenage girl hopelessly in love.

  He dipped his head slowly, his eyes peering up, inviting me into his enchanting world, the upturn of his lips teasing me.

  “I—How did you know?” A familiar comfort floated between us.

  He took a step closer and sank his head in the space between my ear and my shoulder, grazing his lips back and forth, taking in a deep breath. Dizziness swirled around me, my mouth falling open as I took in labored breaths, my hands planted to the wall for support.

  “I know everything about you, Abigail Rose,” he whispered into my ear as his lips traveled up my neck, his warm breath leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake. “I know your favorite soup.” His nose explored my hair. “I know what shampoo you use.”

  I was losing myself in him, the will to stay still collapsing.

  He continued, “I know that you tie your hair up when you are uncomfortable.” One of his hands planted on the wall next to my head, the other glided through my hair, wrapping around locks and tugging lightly. A soft murmur escaped my mouth as his mouth explored my jawline. “I know what I feel when I’m around you.”

   With that, my paralyzed limbs awoke and my fingers twisted in his hair. His hands cradled my face, pulling my lips to his.

  “Wes.” A harsh demand reached us from the shadows, pulling us apart. Ben stepped into the light, glaring at his brother, his eyes vicious and his body rigid.

Wes turned to me, regret confronting me for just a moment before he left in the opposite direction of his older sibling. Ben focused his fury on me then, causing me to stumble back into the bistro.

Finishing my shift proved difficult, my thoughts racing between Wes’ confession and Ben’s obvious and inexplicable rage. My life was quickly spinning out of control, and I wasn’t in the driver’s seat anymore. I felt Mr. Hunter’s eyes on me as I grabbed my bag and ran out to my car where my dad was waiting. He hopped out, taking the passenger seat position.  I was surprised when we arrived home. I was on autopilot these days.

“I think you’re ready for your test Monday. How do you feel?”

I killed the engine and looked down at the steering wheel, avoiding eye contact.

“Good,” I replied with a small smile. How could I concentrate on such mundane things when suddenly I was surrounded by chaos?

“I’m going to miss driving around with you,” he confessed and then jumped out of the Jeep. “You coming?”

“Yeah, in a minute.”

He looked at me oddly. “Okay.”

He shut the door and went inside. I flipped on my iPod playlist and leaned my seat back, closing my eyes, visions of Wes so close to me vividly replaying in my mind.  Suddenly, an overwhelming sensation of being watched came over me.

I shot up quickly, startled by Wes standing outside the passenger door. Unforgiving tension passed between us as the seconds turned into minutes until time no longer existed. The storm that had rolled in during my shift had exchanged a light drizzle for an unexpected downpour, soaking Wes, who stood unfazed, studying me.

The click of the handle sent my heart racing for cover as he slid in, the water rolling off his body and settling into the leather. The cold followed him inside, but as I was reaching to turn the engine on, Wes placed his hand around mine, stopping me, the soft touch reminding me of so many times his hand had touched mine. I sucked in a shallow breath, closing my eyes as the water from his hand dripped onto mine. Only when he pulled it away did I look over, meeting his pained expression.

“What?” I asked quietly.

He twisted his hands tightly on his lap.

“My father told me to stay away from you, but I don’t know how to do this.” His knuckles turned white as he squeezed them tighter together.

  “Do what?” My voice was shaky now. 

 He shook his head slowly. “Be around you without...” He lifted his head, untangling his hands, and leaned into me. His finger hooked under my chin, holding my gaze to his. I was under his spell once again, entranced by his beauty.

  “Without what?” I asked breathlessly.

His eyes reached out and took hold of my soul, absolving pain’s past. Then without warning, he dropped his hand and sat back in his seat, securing his hands together once again.

Tears welled in my eyes, the familiar disappointment lingering. “You can’t keep doing this to me.” My words broke as I choked back humiliation.

“I know,” he said regretfully.

  “Then, why?” I was begging for answers, pleading for closure before my broken heart was irreparable.

  “Because I don’t know how to live without you either.” He gritted his teeth, the truth setting him free, but also defeating him.

  “Then don’t,” I pleaded. “Don’t push me away, Wes. Please.” My heart ached. 

  His iridescent eyes faded, replaced with a terrifying darkness as he pushed my hair away from my neck and leaned into me. 

  “Your eyes,” my voice quaked.

  “Are you afraid of me, Abby?” His voice was steady.

  I shook my head slowly. “No,” I whispered.

  He took my wrist roughly in his hand. “Are you afraid now?”

  Tears rushed down my cheeks as I shook my head more quickly this time. “No.” I was holding onto the trust we had built over the years. 

  He pulled my face closer to him, his nose gliding over my swollen eyes and dampened cheeks.
  “What about now?” he whispered.

  “Never.” Why was he doing this to me? I felt completely decimated, and it was my fault because I was letting him break me. 

  His eyes lifted to mine, the onyx melting away to perfect iridescence again. Without warning, he jumped out of the Jeep into the storm and into the forest, his silhouette visible among the trees as lightning flashed across the forest.

  I’m not the one you need to be afraid of.

I was stunned into disbelief. Believing in the unbelievable had shifted my sense of stability, forcing me to face all things out of the realm of possibility no longer trapped in the fantasy books of my childhood. The stories ran rampant around me no longer hidden in make believe. They were right in front of me all along. The veil had been lifted. Wes wasn’t like me. He wasn’t like anyone. He was something else entirely. 

About The Author

I have always been drawn to words. They have this enchanting magic to touch my soul when I need it the most, whether through reading or writing. My love for writing started as most little girl's with a diary. It evolved into a big girl journal and then transformed into a notebook of poetry during the dark days of high school. I followed my dream to USC (University of Southern California) to study theatre, creative writing, and screenwriting. Finally, I understood how to take the stories in my head and commit them to paper. I was fortunate enough to sell my first professional script during college and have been writing ever since. In 2013 I took to self-publishing. I realized quickly that my passion resonated across many genres, so currently I have published young adult, fantasy, paranormal, dystopian, new adult, and women’s fiction. With both of my kids in school full-time now I am able to immerse myself in my passion more and when I’m not writing I’m enjoying the short time I have with my babies and my husband.
“I write what my heart sings.”  

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