Friday, 27 February 2015

COVER REVEAL - Adrenaline by Sunniva **GIVEAWAY**

Adrenaline cover
Title: Adrenaline
Author: Sunniva Dee
Genre: New Adult
Release Date: April 30, 2015
Cover Design: CT Cover Creations



Life’s the shit! Chicks squeal over how wild and yummy I am, play their silly games trying to tie me down. But I’m free as a bird, doing what makes life life: kicking extreme-sport-ass! 

I base jump, snowboard, bungee jump. I do anything for the rush. Then, Ingela blows into town for college—a cool Swedish blast of trouble. Foulmouthed and runway-gorgeous, the girl seeps in like poison and melts the freaking brain. To Ingela I am what chicks were to me: pastime, leisure, entertainment, pleasure. She’s killing me, and I’m digging it. 

There’s a new rush in town! Yeah, I hunt down my highs, and now the chase is on. I’ll catch her soon enough, just, what’s the deal with her ex? 

With Ingela, sex is a dance. A slow tango where skin flows over skin. It is slick readiness, a quiet welcome. It’s smooth, warm, right, and all wrong. 

On and off. On and off. Again, she’s wrecked with grief. It’s a reminder of how I destroy her, how crushed relationships shouldn’t be revived. We’ve done this for years, now, but clearly we’re in for more.


 BO Sex is a dance with her. A slow tango where skin flows over skin. It is slick readiness, a quiet welcome. It’s smooth, warm, right, and all wrong. There’s no move she makes I don’t preempt. When it’s new, I follow. When I’m different, she forms to me. She was the ground I walked on. The air I worshipped. The first years together she was my everything. With Ingela, sex is love. It is guilt over not giving her what she’s worthy of. This girl. She deserves so much. And I? I don’t have it all. The way she looks at me. It’s knives sharpened and twisting in my gut because the extent of her love is beyond my capacity. I tell her again, for the seventh time in five years, what the answer always must be: “Ingela, I can’t. You are the best person I know. You deserve someone with the chops to love you hard and forever. I’m not that man.” Again, I’ve reduced her to this; her body, the one I just took to the skies in ecstasy, wrecks with grief. This is why tonight is the last time we break up. I hate myself. I have to accept that I can’t make her happy. It’s time I quit chickening out, quit running back to her over a bleak fling and whenever I need solace. To me, she’s comfort and familiarity. I’ll never stop loving Inga. But to her, I’m still everything.

About The Author
Sunniva Originally from Norway, I moved to the United States twelve years ago. I hold a Master’s degree in languages and taught Spanish at college level before settling in at the Savannah College of Art and Design as an adviser. I write New Adult fiction, sometimes with a paranormal twist—like in “Shattering Halos,” published by The Wild Rose Press in February 24th 2014 and in “Stargazer,” estimated release date, November 2014. The first book I’m self-publishing is the New Adult Contemporary novel “Pandora Wild Child,” which will make me a proud indie author in October 28th 2014! I specialize in impulsive heroines, bad-boys, and good-boys running amok. Then, there’s the intense love, physical and emotional attraction beyond reason—sensory overload for the reader as well as for the characters. Like in real life, I hope you’re unable to predict what comes next in my stories. Yes, so I write what I love to read, and depending on the reader, you’ll find my books to be a fast-paced emotional rollercoaster—or disturbing because the struggles of love aren’t your thing. Here’s to hoping you have the same reading vice as me! ;-)

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Monday, 23 February 2015

REVIEW - My Japanese Husband Thinks I'm Crazy Vol 1 & 2 by Grace Buchele Mineta

Purchased on Amazon!

I'm a little bit crazy obsessed with all things Japanese, from their beautiful and occasionally bonkers food (they have so many flavours of KitKat!) to their amazing street fashion, I have Pinterest boards devoted to this amazing country and when I'm not pinning about it, when I have time I love to read books from authors who have upped sticks and moved there such as Sam Baldwin's For Fukui's Sake.

My Japanese Husband Thinks I'm Crazy popped up on my recommendation list over this weekend and as an added bonus it was FREE!! Not only that the follow up My Japanese Husband (still) Thinks I'm Crazy was also FREE!! Commence download!!  Now unfortunately for you guys it is no longer free but it is a great read and well worth your pennies!

So tell me what is all about? Well reader let us start on the first book.  My Japanese Husband Thinks I'm Crazy is a collection of insanely cute comics and personal insights in to the daily cultural obstacles that come with moving with your spouse to another country, our couple are Grace and Ryosuke Mineta, she is originally from Texas and has moved to Japan with her Japanese husband Ryosuke.  Oh and I better not forget her super cute friend and imaginary rabbit Marvin (yes I said imaginary!!).

The comic strips depicts every day life for the Mineta's as they adjust to being a married couple and of course finding out about each other which means finding out each others annoying habits!

Grace seems so incredibly down to earth and has married literally the most understanding man on the planet, there does not seem to be a comic featuring him being cross!  This is a fantastic collection and if you love Japan as much as I do (and that is considering I have never visited the country) you will love this great insight in to married life in a foreign country.

Awarded 5 out of 5

Following on from book one, Grace and Ryosuke are back with another humorous look at married life in Japan.  This time we venture in to celebrating what we in the UK and USA think as holidays, how are they celebrated in Japan, Christmas and New Years plus Valentine's Day all a little different.

Marvin the rabbit is also back giving Grace the benefit of his wealth of experience in just about every subject, the drawings are still so cute and really express how Grace and Ryosuke feel 
life in Japan plus I see so much of my own relationship in theirs such as when you see something in the fridge is out of date and you have every intention of getting it later but hey if your partner gets their first (which you know they will!!) then that is ok!

Once again if you love all things Japanese then this you will really enjoy this book plus you can follow Grace at Texan in Tokyo

Awarded 5 out of 5

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Saturday, 21 February 2015

REVIEW - The Awesome by Eva Darrows

Thank you to Rebellion / Ravenstone for providing me with a copy in exchange 
for an honest review

I don't usually curse during my posts (which is unusual as I am a potty mouth in the non virtual world) but in the case of The Awesome from Eva Darrows I have to say it was literally f***ing awesome!!

I only received my copy yesterday and was going to keep it closer till it's UK release date on the 7th of May but I decided to have a little peek at the first couple of pages last night and before I knew it I had read the entire thing.  

So what makes this such a great read, well the plot is this, we meet the seventeen year old Maggie Cunningham and her mother Janice, they are hunters.  No not the deer and pheasant kind, the vampire and ghost kind, they are like a spunkier female version of Sam and Dean Winchester.  

Janice is a single mum and has been home schooling Maggie, she is by no means shy and retiring and her slightly crazy ways have certainly rubbed off on Maggie.  Maggie has been learning all about monster hunting, accompanying her mum from job to job, learning how to dispatch ghosts and how to deal with scrapes from the supernatural.  She has got the job down to a tee but the one thing she is not allowed to do is help her mum hunt vampires, baby vamps love themselves a virgin and Maggie hasn't popped her cherry yet.

Now as a mother I couldn't stop laughing at how Janice handled this, the woman has no filter really and she encourages Maggie to go out and find herself a boy who doesn't even have to be nice to do the deed with, which would be great but Maggie is hopeless in normal teenage situations so she ropes in her friend Julie and goes to a party hoping to find a guy.

Getting steaming drunk she meets Ian, thinking she has struck gold they move their party upstairs and by now they are both fall down drunk but they start to get it on and when it comes to the most important part the most mortifying thing happens, he passes out cold. 

Not knowing whether she is still a virgin or not, she tells Janice who decides the best way to find out is to go slightly down wind from a vampire bar and wait in the car.  Unfortunately her cherry in still intact and a young vamp escapes from it handler and tries to devour young Maggie, they manage to speed away but these young vamps are fast and strong, and before they have escaped it has caught up with them, Janice manages to take it out which is fine but there is a problem, this was no common vampire, it was the first born of a very important vampire and when that vampire finds out they is going to be repercussions.

Janice and Maggie find themselves in the sights of the vampire and it really starts to kick off , with this you are introduced to some just brilliant characters such as Lauren their unexpected young house guest back from the dead with a taste for meat and not forgetting the awesome Lubov, a ghoul assistant to the baby vamps maker who is kind and kick ass at the same time, other notable characters are Ian, the boy who Maggie nearly did it with who seems unfazed by her whole lifestyle and drives an M3 which puts him in Janice's good books plus the mysterious vamp Jeff who is Janice's bit of stuff but there seems to be more to him that meets the eye.

The Awesome really is a killer read, it is funny, it's fast paced, spunky and a little scary in bits, it is like a cross between Supernatural and the early Southern Vampire series novels that have been jammed in a blender with a shed load of vodka and spice.  I really loved it and I can see it going on past this first novel, I want more from these characters!!

From the first words till the last you will love Maggie and Janice and their crazy dangerous world!

Awarded 5 out of 5


Friday, 20 February 2015

COVER REVEAL - Guardians of Terath: Seeking Sorrow by Zen DiPietro **GIVEAWAY**

Welcome to the cover reveal for Guardians of Terath: Seeking Sorrow by Zen DiPietro!

This is a modern fantasy with sci-fi and romantic elements.

It is being published by Soul Mate Publishing on March 25
and will be available for preorder on March 14th.

About the Book:

An earth-like world of high-tech humans faces the reality that their world is not as safe as they thought it was. Five people are thrown together to quietly get to the bottom of an unfathomable mana event that must stay quiet. If the population of Terath becomes aware of the truth, it will spark a civil war. That war would pit the majority of the population against the powerful minority with the ability to harness and manipulate mana. The resulting cataclysm would decimate the population and tear apart the foundation of society.

The five people chosen for this must reconsider everything they thought they knew about manaeven as they learn to trust one another’s abilitiesThey must embrace everything they never wanted in order to prevent the devastation of their world. One of them will be forever changed. Love will be denied, badassery will be unleashed, and Terath will never be the same. 
Even success comes at a price.

About the Author:

Zen DiPietro is a lifelong bookworm, a fantasy/sci-fi writer, a dancer, and a mom of two. Also red-haired, left-handed, and a vegetarian geek. Absolutely terrible at conforming. Particular loves include badass heroines, Star Trek, British accents, baba ganoush, and the smell of Band-Aids. Writing reviews, author interviews, and fun stuff at Very active on Facebook, Twitter (@ZenDiPietro), and Pinterest. You can also find her on Goodreads.

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It's My Birthday!!!!

I cannot believe Random Redheaded Ramblings celebrates it's first birthday today!

This would be my birthday cake (Click link to visit Bake My Cake)

A year ago I started blogging with actually no idea of how my blog would go, I mean literally I did not know what I was going to blog about I just knew I wanted to write about something.

The six months prior to conception I had become a heavy user of Pinterest and my forte was creating food boards.  I had noticed a lot of the pinners that I followed had awesome blogs and it inspired me to follow that same route but the one problem I had was yes I thought I could happily become a food blogger but once I started trying to take pictures of food my heart fell, it looked awful.

I gave myself a virtual slap and realised WTF was I doing trying to be a food blogger when my real love was reading, slowly the lightbulb appeared over my head and I thought "DUH!" I shall write about my favourite books....and so it began!!

My actual first post was terrible, just a hello world I know nobody will read this but hey here I go type of post, but I persevered with encouragement from my friends.

I started to review books that I had already read and my first review was for Article 5 by Kristen Simmons which again was terrible but I felt great getting it out there and I felt a sense of purpose as I copied my review on to Amazon for others to see.

I also realised that nobody would see my posts if I didn't start using Twitter, Goodreads and Facebook to their full potential as well and gradually I managed to build up a respectable amount of followers and the best part was talking to people, people who loved the same authors as me and the total icing on the cake was the actual authors tweeting me, I felt like a rock star!!

Julia Suzuki
Over the last year there are some authors that I have to mention that have been instrumental in my blog's start up, the first author I have to mention would be the lovely Julia Suzuki who sent me my first ever ARC and interview, Sunniva Dee who is responsible for the gorgeous angels in Shattering Halos and is such a lovely person. Not forgetting the awesome Mindy Larson and her Pre Earth series which I was lucky enough to be involved with as a beta reader.
Not forgetting D Nichole King, Ann Christy, Gina Dickerson, Karyn Folan plus many many more, I have discovered such amazing authors that I would never naturally have come across, I have also discovered that YA romance I can take it or leave it, my heart seems firmly to have a scifi/dystopian lean to it!

Also I discovered NetGalley the Aladdin's cave of new releases,I still haven't reached the dizzying heights of the preferred 80% but after a years blogging I'm sitting at 34% which has been a hell of a lot of reading!

I have also been lucky to discover many lovely PR folks and blog tour companies who work so hard to promote their authors and I have been lucky enough to get my mitts on books months before they come out including todays S C Stephens novel Thoughtful!

I truly love blogging when I first started I had been made redundant so I could blog as I pleased but I am now back in full time employment so I have to be very good about scheduling and making sure I have read and posted when I am supposed to.  

I am really proud of the fact that my blog is still going a year later, compared to others I am still a baby blog but I love doing it and have met so many great like-minded folks!

Things I have learnt!!...

Spelling is understandably very important!
A good blog set up is also very important (I had to move providers)
Do not think you can blog without Social Media
Not to be offended if a request is refused
People do not read the "I'm not taking anymore reviews note"
There are not enough hours in the day!
Spammers are everywhere!
Not to be afraid to dislike a book

So thanks for reading and I hope to see you at my second blog-aversary and as a thank you I have a small giveaway for you below!!

I'll leave you with my stats for the year (low I know but I am totally over the moon with them!!)

Total Blog Posts - 478
Total Page Views - 34,111
Total Books Read - 214

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BLOG TOUR - Thoughtful by S C Stephens

Thank you to Clara at Little Brown for providing me with a copy in exchange for an honest review

Do you wanna read Thoughtful, It's told from Kellan Kyle's point of view came the email a month or so ago, I had to read it twice, did I read it right, did it say Kellan Kyle, top man candy of all fictional man candies.  Here he is below looking H.O.T...

and here he is again!

and once more for luck

Have a good look, get him ingrained on your brain!! Ok back to the story, we have had Thoughtless, Effortless and Reckless all really told from Kiera POV now we have Thoughtful which is Thoughtless told from Mr Kyle's POV, now I am writing this assuming you have read all these books and are familiar with the story of Kiera coming to Seattle with her boyfriend Denny to start a new life, new school, new jobs and living with Denny's old friend Kellan.

As Denny and Kiera gradually grow further apart, Kiera and Kellan strike up a friendship that becomes a little bit on the forbidden side but once the line has been crossed they can't go back.

To be honest the both of them are incredibly selfish and I don't mean that as a bad thing, they are both incredibly stubborn characters and in each other they literally meet their matches but that leads to a lot of casualties along the way namely Denny and his feelings.

Thoughtful fills in a lot of blanks and gives us refreshing take on Thoughtless on his first impressions of Kiera and him falling apart as he realises he is falling in love with her, what that means for his own relationship with Denny.

Once more S C Stephens has given us a delicious, sexy read and it has Kellan Kyle in it, what more could you want?!  I read a lot of heavy going dystopian reads and this is just the perfect release I need, it makes you feel warm and fuzzy and also will probably send you straight to Pinterest to find boards devoted to Mr Kyle!

Awarded 5 out of 5

Released 24th February 2015


Thursday, 19 February 2015

BLOG TOUR - Collide by Melissa West **GIVEAWAY**

Welcome to my Blog Tour stop for Collide by Melissa West!

Read an excerpt below and my review of the third novel in The Taking series

Plus enter the giveaway below to win some fab prizes!!

Collide (The Taking #3)
by Melissa West 
Release Date: 02/09/15
Entangled Teen
320 pages

Summary from Goodreads:

Military legacy Ari Alexander has survived alien spies, WWIV, and a changing world order. But when the new leader of Earth uses Jackson—the only boy she's ever let herself care about—to get to her, Ari has no choice but to surrender.

To free Jackson, she agrees to travel to the national bases to train others to fight. What she discovers is a land riddled with dying people. Ari has the power to heal by turning the fighters into aliens—half-breeds like her. If she succeeds, together, they have a chance at overthrowing the alien leader, Zeus. But if she fails, everyone she holds dear will be wiped away forever.

Once again, everything Ari’s come to believe is thrown into question. In a world of uncertainty, loyalties are tested, lies are uncovered, and no one can be trusted. If Ari and Jackson have any hope at survival and at preserving a life for the future, they must fight the final war with their eyes wide open.

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I can't review this book without first addressing the covers that Collide and it's predecessors Gravity and Hover, they are so beautiful, total works of art and what attracted me to the series in the first place before I had even read a synopsis of Gravity.  They ooze space and are the perfect icing to this literary cake!

My review is going to be brief, why? Well this is a series that you really need to appreciate by jumping in there yourself, if you have not read it go back and start with Gravity which when I read it a couple of years ago was such a pleasant surprise, in fact I own two copies of all the books both physical and kindle copies!

Collide brings everything that Ari has been through to a head, Jackson is captured and to free she needs to go to Earth, she finds that people are dying and she wants to help them.

Can this book end with Ari getting Jackson back? Who can be trusted? Will there ever be peace between humans and the Ancients?

The Taking series has taken us on a vast journey and with it Ari has grown in to such a great character, she is so fearless and kickass, the world building has just been amazing too, plus did I mention those gorgeous covers!

This is more sci-fi than dystopia in my eyes and I recommend you explore this series.

Awarded 4 out of 5

I was provided with a copy in exchange for an honest review

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My gaze drifts over to Jackson to find him watching me, his blue-green eyes no longer beaten, but strong. Alive. Raging.
I walk over and press my hands to the glass, my eyes never leaving his. In them I see everything he’s thinking and feeling. His anger at Kelvin. His sadness at losing Mami. His love for me, an unwavering fire inside him. And then I see his determination, so clear it’s as though I’m thinking it myself—he’s going to kill Zeus.
It’s time to begin.
Jackson nods once to me, and I grip the glass tighter, feeling its composition, and then the glass vibrates, harder and harder. Law goes still. I draw a breath, my focus on the boy I love and his raging eyes, and then a tiny crack splits out from my right pinky finger like a spider web across the glass, splitting again and again. Another starts from my left hand and I lean farther into the glass, imagining Jackson and me back on Loge, Emmy and Mami, and then the window bursts, the glass shooting out in a thousand directions.
Jackson stands slowly, effort etched into his face, the muscles in his arms flexing. The door to his room starts to open, and my gaze flashes over, every fiber in me focused on keeping it shut. “They’re coming,” I say.
“It doesn’t matter,” Jackson replies, his voice like a warm blanket over my heart, soothing the ache that’s been there since he disappeared. The ache I feared would never go away. “They can’t contain us. They will never contain us.”

About the Author
Melissa West writes young adult and new adult novels for Entangled Teen and Embrace and Penguin/InterMix. She lives outside of Atlanta, GA with her husband and two daughters and spends most of her time writing, reading, or fueling her coffee addiction.

She holds a B.A. in Communication Studies and a M.S. in Graphic Communication, both from Clemson University. Yeah, her blood runs orange.

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Wednesday, 18 February 2015

REVIEW - The Fire Sermon by Francesca Haig

Thank you to Gallery Books (Simon and Schuster) 
for providing me with a copy in exchange for an honest review

The buzz around this book has been gradually rising to epic proportions, I have heard it has been already snapped up by a Hollywood studio and this is before it has even been released, billed as a cross between The Hunger Games and The Road it has very large boots to fill, will it live up to the very well oiled PR machine's hype!!

Francesca Haig has come up with something new in a world already chock full of YA Dystopian novels, I love a dystopia but they are generally all following the same well trodden path of girl struggles in post apoc/post disaster world, kicks ass, meets boy, battle the system, falls in love along the way and I don't mean that in a bad way, Many of the books I read and love have this plot but it is time for something a little bit new and different.  

Set about four hundred years in our future after nuclear was has totally ravaged the planet and it's population the world has returned to it's almost medieval roots.  Society has changed considerably following the Apocalypse with humans constantly giving birth twins.  Each twin is different, one is perfect and the other is different this could be through the loss of a limb or an eye but Cass and Zach appear to be the same and as they grow up this leads to a world of pain for them.

The pain is caused by this, the world is now split in to two classes the Alpha's who of course are stronger, perfect, the rulers and the Omega's, branded (literally) for being different and ostracised from their Alpha siblings, Cass and Zach grow up trying to figure out which one of them is the lowly Omega and as it becomes apparent that Cass is the Omega due to her skills with psychic foresight her brother who was once her friend starts to turn on her.

Now the one major thing I haven't mentioned is this, when one twin dies the other will fall down dead too, so as the story progresses and we meet the twins as older teens, Cass living as an Omega and her brother now a powerful man living as an Alpha, Zach has enemies who would happily see him dead and of course to do this they don't need to get to him they can just kill his sister so what does he do? He locks her up against her will and she suffers at the hands of a nasty interrogator who delves in to her brain to see what things she is seeing in the future.

Cass is locked up for four years before the opportunity arises to escape but on her escape she discovers a horrible secret locked away with her prison walls and with that secret a young trouble man who has also been held against his will, together they escape and head towards a place Cass has dreamed of, The Island, a safe haven from Alpha oppression,can they make it and will it be all they asked for?

The Fire Sermon is a really good read and hopefully the start of a series!  I really love it when authors take the time to really let it go and create "new" worlds for our characters to live in, this post apoc society is dark and foreboding at the best of times which is perfect for this story.

A 4 stars out of 5 read.


REVIEW: The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask 3DS by Nintendo

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I have had a long long love affair with The Legend of Zelda, as a teen I picked up Link's Awakening for my Gameboy and that was it I was hooked, I loved that game, the exploring, the characters and the music, I spent hours exploring from the beach all the way up to the giant egg on the mountain top, nothing came close to this perfect game.

But over the years I discovered more perfect games, I am a handheld gamer now upgraded from my Gameboy to a shiny blue 3DS via the original DS, I have explored once more with Link through The Phantom Hourglass, Spirit Tracks, The Ocarina of Time and last year a Link between Worlds.

I was excited to see this appear on my radar last year and of course pre-ordered it at my earliest with it arriving as a romantic Valentine's gift!  So instead of a lovely meal on Valentine's night I instead, much to my other half's bemusement ripped the wrapper off and headed in to explore a new world.

Well technically it isn't new, Majora's Mask was a originally a N64 game back in the day but Nintendo have rebooted it for the 3DS as they have done with other games, is this lazy? a lack of fresh ideas?  Well no I don't think it is, they are bringing their classic games to a new audience along with letting the original gamers who played it many years ago either get warm and fuzzy replaying it or possibly cursing it because it ain't the same.

Me, well I love it, it has already royally peeved me off with this whole three day thing, how can I get anything done in three days?  But hey that doesn't matter it looks beautiful, it plays really well and it has already sucked me in to quite a few hours of gameplay already chasing the Skull Kid who has taken a mask that doesn't belong to him, so far I only have two masks of my own (I know get on with it woman) but it has ample side quests and huge areas to explore should you get totally bewildered with what the heck do I do next which as a Zelda gamer is something that happens at least once every play.

This games feels darker and as usual you have a fairy companion who will nudge you in the right direction, if you look up you will see the totally sinister looking moon that when three days are up will come crashing down upon your world.  This whole three days thing requires much planning as items you have taken ages to find such as rupees will be lost once those days are up so make use of the bank in town to save your precious funds.

I forgot to mention the actual overall look, the last game A Link to the Past had returned to the more classic look after the Ocarina of Time and it's full blown what can 3D do look, Majora's Mask is more like the Ocarina of Time but to be honest I wasn't too keen on the way that game looked, loved playing it but preferred to the old style, Majora's Mask is more like a mix of the two!

Once more Nintendo have provided me with a fantastic reason to part with my hard earned cash, Zelda never gets old and I know it is cheesy but I really hope to still be playing Zelda years from now.

Awarded 5 out of 5


Tuesday, 17 February 2015

COVER REVEAL - One Crazy Night by M.H.Soars and Others


Title: One Crazy Night 
Release date: March 10, 2015 
Genre: YA/NA Paranormal Short Stories 
Authors: Sara Furlong Burr, Teshelle Combs, Emma Faragher, R. Holland,  Louise Nicks, 
Aoife Marie Sheridan, M. H. Soars, Sharon Stevenson 
Format: Ebook

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Add One Crazy Night to your TBR on Goodreads.

Synopsis: Nightshade Reads presents their debut fantasy anthology, featuring nine of the genre’s freshest up-and-coming independent authors. Get ready for One Crazy Night, packed full of magical encounters, dark secrets and shocking revelations. Get a glimpse into a powerful queen’s dark and brutal backstory in Aoife Marie Sheridan’s Bellona. In Louise Nick’s Love Magic, a homemade love spell goes disastrously wrong for two amateur teen witches. A young woman is captured by beautiful, dangerous creatures in M.H. Soars Elements. A teenage boy falls in love, but things quickly become complicated in R. Holland’s Lady in Black. Sara Furlong Burr brings a broken man’s troubles to light as he is offered a solution by a mysterious stranger in The Recruit. Emma Faragher spins a dark origin tale of sisterhood and magic in Necromancer Origins. The kindness of a stranger takes a homeless young man by surprise in The Keymaker by Teshelle Combs. Sharon Stevenson’s Reanimator brings death and magic together to change the fate of one young man’s life. All proceeds from this Anthology's sale will go to The Leukaemia & Lymphoma 

Research Organisation. About Nightshade Reads:

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Nightshade Reads is a group of YA and NA authors who love to spin Paranormal and Fantasy stories. The group is composed by Sara Furlong Burr, Teshelle Combs, Emma Faragher, R. Holland, Louise Nicks, Aoife Marie Sheridan, M. H. Soars, and Sharon Stevenson.

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Monday, 16 February 2015

BLOG TOUR - Obsession in Death by J.D. Robb

Thank you to Little Brown for providing me with a copy in exchange for an honest review

It is my favourite time of the year, yes that's right Eve and Roarke are back in another outstandingly brilliant thriller.

I do love the In Death series, some book series can be brilliant to start with and then the next book comes out and it is ok, then another book and it's a bit "Meh", not the In Death series, I have read about the first twenty books and all of them are great, the good thing about this series is like me you can jump forward several books and not feel lost.  

The series is my go to read, when I am on planes or trains this is what will be on my kindle and when I am looking for a read that will entertain me I know J.D. Robb will guarantee me a good time!

So our bad ass NYPSD Lt Eve Dallas is back, not forgetting her buff billionaire Irish eye candy hubby Roarke what does NYC have to throw at her?  A fan, an obsessed fan.

Arriving at a homicide Eve is greeted with the body of someone she has crossed (literally very cross, you know how Dallas is!)paths in the past , Leanore Bastwick and above the body is a message to Eve from her "True and Loyal Friend", a killer who is making it very personal.  The message is one of justice, this person has killed as a righting of a wrong that Bastwick has done Dallas.

Who is the vigilante murderer and why is Eve his or her target?

Eve very ably assisted by her team sets out to find their killer but can they catch them before they strike again?  The usual suspects are all here Peabody, McNab along with Feeney, Mira and Mavis, in the case of Mavis you have an enjoyable scene with her daughter and her Auntie Eve where Eve's awkwardness around children is very obvious.

This book is the very familiar but very wanted winning mix of murder, suspense, romance and humour, it will keep you guessing till the end, I love this series (as I may have mentioned!) and I am not tiring of it, I hope Eve and Roarke continue to investigate their way in to my life for a very long time.

Awarded 5 out of 5


Saturday, 14 February 2015

Sneak Peak! Koven by Vanessa Skye

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Paranormal Romance 
by Vanessa Skye
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Release Date: June 11 , 2015

Hearts for Koven
When Celeste was kidnapped a century ago and turned against her will by a cruel vampire fighter, she expected to spend her doomed eternity as his slave, chained in the darkness, and she questioned her ability to survive. But things don’t always go as expected.
Just ask her kidnapper.
He never expected Celeste to learn how to fight.
He never expected Celeste to become the best warrior he had ever seen.
He never expected the secret hidden away in her blood,
And he certainly never expected to become a victim of his own sword.
Tormented by her past and the dreams she can’t explain, Celeste now roams the earth slaying the creatures she loathes—other vampires like herself—and seeking revenge against those who would harm innocents in the name of bloodlust.
Until she crosses paths with Striker, the handsome vampire leader weighed down by his own tortured story.
In his quest for answers about the stunning Celeste, Striker finds out more than he ever thought possible—about himself, his true origins, and his destiny. But the secret Celeste is keeping from him might be the one thing that keeps them apart for good—a secret even more dangerous than a new, powerful enemy they never saw coming.
As ancient mysteries, forgotten prophecies, and cruel eras collide, Celeste must confront her past as well as her future. Fighting her inner demons and letting Striker beyond the wall she built around her heart haunts her, even more than her captive past.
Enter a supernatural world of passion, lust, sexual obsession, and power that the unsuspecting humans never knew existed, until now . . .

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The vampire silently watched from a balcony near the top of a shiny glass-covered skyscraper, enthralled, as the assassin neatly dispatched three Lore with brutal efficiency.
Two of the three had been beheaded before they’d even known what was happening.
Impressive, really—hard as it is to sneak up on a vampire, let alone deprive one of its head.
Granted, the three Lore rogues had looked young and inebriated—no doubt fresh from snacking on some of the drug-addled humans wandering around the club district in the very early hours of the morning. The chemical-or alcohol-laced blood of high humans was a favorite pastime of the younger generations of vampires, many of whom were reticent to leave human vices behind after their turning.
The third vampire looked shocked and tried to run as his friends met their absolute death, but the assassin was faster—considerably so. The Lore was killed quickly, neatly, and efficiently, without undue blood or relish.
He narrowed his dark brown eyes as he surveyed the assassin’s graceful movements.
The vampire didn’t kill for the thrill, which often happened because psychopaths were common within their species. No, given the calm efficiency, the assassin killed for some other reason that he couldn’t yet fathom.
He had hidden far enough away that the low clicking of his compact digital camera couldn’t be heard.
He zoomed in and refocused, the shutter softly snapping open and closed as the assassin wiped a bloody sword on one of the unfortunate vampire’s clothing before sheathing it.
He stuck around long enough to ensure all Lore—vampires turned by another vampire—had disintegrated into dust. The cold, late-winter wind whistling through the city would eventually scatter their remains across several gray city blocks. He was grateful they hadn’t been hybrids. They left a mess when killed, and a cleaning crew would have been necessary to dispose of the remains before any humans stumbled across them.
Pressing a few buttons, he examined the camera’s small screen critically. The leathers covering the assassin from head to toe made any facial features unidentifiable in each of the shots, but they were tight enough to leave no doubt.
A female assassin?
He was surprised and a little excited. Female vampires were increasingly rare, let alone one who fought as well as she did.
The wind moaning between the high-rise and its tall neighbor wasn’t enough to muffle the soft thud of footfalls from his sharp ears. He didn’t turn, however, because the intruder’s scent was familiar.
“Striker, are you following her again?” Bradford, Striker’s second-in-command, asked.
Striker reluctantly pulled his gaze away from the camera’s screen and turned slowly. “Yes. What of it?”
Bradford raised an eyebrow. “Surely you’ve got enough evidence against her to report to Kouncil by now. Why the extra surveillance?”
Striker folded his arms and remained silent.
Bradford ran his hands through his wavy red hair before shrugging his heavily muscled shoulders. “I’m aware it’s not my job to question—”
“You got that right.”
“Just wondering if you can afford the extra time. Kovens don’t run themselves, you know.”
Striker shrugged, slipping the camera into the pocket of his leather jacket. “I find her . . . fascinating.”
Bradford snorted. “Don’t let your never-ending drive for pussy cloud your judgment. The executioner’s noose is over her head, and you know it. Kouncil wants blood. She risks exposing us all with her activities.”
“You should see how she fights. She’s quick, effective . . . deadly,” Striker said, waving toward the female, who was scooping up empty clothes and placing them in a nearby dumpster. “And she’s cleaning up after herself, as you can plainly see. She poses no threat to us. On the contrary, she could be useful.”
Bradford stared at the woman, wrinkling his fair, white brow. “How old do you think she is?”
“She is too fast to be a hybrid. She doesn’t appear to be able to fly yet, so Lore less than a century old is my guess.”
“Less than a century?” Bradford narrowed his ruddy-colored eyes. “Good. She should be easy to capture and destroy, then.”
Striker clenched his fists. “Do not be so quick to destroy that which you don’t understand, brother. She could be a valuable asset.”
Bradford scoffed. “There is no way Kouncil will ever allow a female to join Koven. Nor will they forgive her for such . . . unseemly pursuits.”
“As much as they might like to think otherwise, it’s not up to Kouncil. It’s up to me who joins my Koven. Besides, fifty years ago they said the same thing about the hybrids, and now they are becoming members of our ranks as fast as they mature.”
Bradford let out a single bark of laughter. “Yes, you went against their wishes and allowed hybrids into Koven, and Kouncil is still pissed off about it! Because of you, they were forced to relax the ban on human and vampire relations, as well as the half-breeds sometimes resulting from them. All to boost our ranks. Vampire numbers are dwindling lower than ever before, and you know from personal experience that the turnings don’t always take, particularly for wome—” Bradford glanced at Striker and winced but pushed past the awkward moment quickly. “Don’t mistake their tolerance of hybrids after centuries of culling them with acceptance. They cannot stand the mongrels. They still call them Tiks, for fuck’s sake! They move about the sunlight without any discernable loss of strength, unlike Kouncil themselves.” Bradford shook his head. “It would be unwise to anger them so soon after a significant loss of face. They’ll never join the rest of us in the twenty-first century. They’re marred too deep in the old ways and prejudices. I often wonder why we sacrifice our strongest vampires to protect them. Would we be so much worse off if we let nature take its course?”
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Striker shrugged. “My maker used to ask me the same thing, and I honestly have no good answer. Tradition, maybe? Koven has been the right hand of Kouncil for millennia. But they’ll join us in modern society if I have to drag them kicking and screaming myself. You’ll see.”
Bradford huffed and cut his gaze sideways at Striker, clearly irritated. “Sadly, brother, I think you will see, and when you do, you won’t like it.” Running for the edge of the high-rise, he jumped, disappearing into the dark sky.
Striker turned back to his contemplation of the female.
He noticed she had returned everything to it pre-slaughter state, and resolving to follow her, he launched himself into the sky and flew above as she darted on foot through city alleys and quiet streets. He tracked her easily and hoped she would lead him to her keeper. It would allow his men to find her much easier later, should he wish to arrest her.
His mind raced.
Kouncil had sent him specifically to identify and gather evidence against the lone assassin killing rogue vampires—Lore and hybrid alike—indiscriminately and without permission. His instructions had not included rescue or engagement.
But something about her . . .
He did not believe Kouncil’s insistence that the assassin was putting them all at risk. After watching her from afar several nights a week over the course of many months, he had noted how carefully she cleaned up after herself to keep her activities safe from human authorities. Her death warrant was another in a long list of knee-jerk reactions from a Kouncil all too pleased to kill first and ask questions later.
Besides, the young ones she had killed had all been the result of unsanctioned turnings, so really, she was doing him and his fellow Koven warriors, not to mention Kouncil, a favor. Any rogues she killed saved him and his brothers from having to do it later.
Rogues had been an increasing problem over the decades as vampires sought to make children without the required Kouncil permission and signing of the blood contract agreeing to the rules of vampire society. Many still carried a sense of entitlement from the human world and did not appreciate the necessary constraints placed upon them in the vampire one.
No, it wasn’t that she was killing rogues that stirred the Kouncil’s ire. It was that she did it without their authorization. The fact that she was a woman didn’t help matters.
Kouncil was made up of the oldest of the old, so change of any kind was simply not tolerated. Vampire survival in a human-dominated world depended upon obeying stringent strictures.
Kouncil’s argument? If her activities exposed them to the humans—the same humans they lived with in secrecy, mind you—then thousands of years of careful concealment would be exposed.
As the humans had leapt forward technologically, if not spiritually or morally, vampires’ very existence had become precariously balanced on a knife’s edge. Any day, they could be discovered. Any day, a young rogue or a careless elder could be caught on a camera phone killing and feeding. Any day, a medical professional could stumble across the greatest discovery mankind would ever know.
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The vampires had contingencies for these eventualities, of course, including well-placed people in all levels of law enforcement and politics around the globe, but there were no guarantees.
Debates had raged throughout the centuries over their exposure to humans, deliberate or accidental. Debates that had often continued for many years at a time, but in the end, the result was always the same—humans simply were not tolerant enough as a species to coexist peacefully with vampires. Humans sought to either incarcerate or eliminate any threat to their survival, and no other species on the planet—with the possible exception of humanity itself—had ever posed as much of a threat to the human race as vampires.
It meant war on a global scale. Devastating for all involved.
Striker had never agreed with much that Kouncil said, but he agreed with that.
While humans still outnumbered vampires by at least one hundred thousand to one, and vampires were more like a perfected version of humans than the fairy-tale movie version humans had turned them into, there was no doubt that vampires’ superior strength, as well as their other gifts, eventually ensured a victory.
But at what cost?
The only reason vampires hadn’t wiped humans from the face of the scarred earth hundreds of years ago was because they were vampires only food source. The world was one big cattle station and vampires were the rustlers, and like the blissfully unaware beasts wandering into the stockyards, the humans simply didn’t know it.
Striker was torn from his musings by the woman’s sudden halt.
She remained deathly still, save cocking her head to one side as if listening for something.
Hovering one hundred feet above her, Striker also froze, momentarily concerned that she had discovered him.
Eventually, he heard it, too.
Screams. Human, female screams.
The assassin moved so quickly he almost lost sight of her.
He frowned.
Was I wrong about her age?
He caught up to her in a train station, which was deserted apart from a lone young woman engaged in a struggle with a large tattooed man. Both appeared to be human.
The thug wrestled his victim to the ground in a corner of the quiet platform and appeared intent on ripping her clothes.
The woman screamed again as she kicked out, trying to throw him off.
The thug balled his meaty fist, punched the side of the head, dazing her, and then covered her mouth and nose with his large hand.
Her struggles weakened as she was deprived of oxygen.
Striker wondered why the assassin was interested in the assault. It was a human problem and certainly nothing to do with her, or vampires in general. Surely she should move on soon. It was nearly dawn.
But the vampire didn’t move on.
On the contrary, emerging from her hiding place, she rushed the man who had subdued his victim and was now undoing the fly of his dirty jeans. She grabbed him by the collar and waistband and hurled him off the woman.
The man came to rest ten feet away from his intended victim, his breath rushing out of his lungs as he hit the ground hard. He recovered quickly, pulling himself off the ground and eyeing his attacker with naked appreciation. “You want to be next?” He sneered. “No problem, baby.”
The assassin shook her head, muttering something that sounded like never again, although Striker couldn’t be sure.
She advanced on the man, easily dodging the blow from his massive fist, and countered with a punch of her own that connected to his jaw with a resounding crack.
Striker watched in fascination, wondering why she didn’t simply end it with her sword instead of fighting as though she were in a human boxing match.
It would have been so easy, quick—over and done.
“Ahh, this kill you do relish,” he muttered as he watched her land blow after blow to the attempted rapist’s head, body, and face until he was little more than a bloody, pulpy mess.
The man fell to his knees, and the assassin lashed out with a kick, snapping his neck.
She watched as he slumped, and then she picked him up by the collar and sank her teeth into his neck, taking a few long pulls from his artery before pushing the body away roughly as though it disgusted her.
Hearts for KovenStriker observed her with unabashed interest as she staggered away and, clutching her stomach, dry-heaved. But she kept the blood down. He was pleased to see that once she got control of herself, she used her saliva to heal the wounds on the man’s neck so the bite would not be discovered. His other wounds she left untouched.
No, she is no threat to us.
She checked on the victim and carried her carefully to a nearby bench, placing her down gently and arranging her clothing so her body was covered.
Striker thought she meant to partake of this human’s blood also, but she didn’t, reaching out instead with a shaking hand and stroking the woman’s hair gently.
“Interesting,” he mumbled. “You certainly didn’t drink enough from the man.”
Striker felt his own strength waning at the late hour and was relieved to see the female vampire moving swiftly away from the train station.
He cursed as she ducked into a network of sewer tunnels that had several possible exits. If he didn’t want to lose her, he had to follow on foot.
He landed silently in the concreted storm drain and ran into the tunnel after her, noting that he had to make it quick—dawn was rapidly approaching. He followed the delicious scent of the strange woman through the tunnels until it got stronger.
She’s close.
Forced to an abrupt stop a fraction of an inch from the tip of a gleaming blade, he ruefully realized exactly how close.
“Why do you follow me?” she asked, the seething tone unquestionable as her words seemed to barely escape the tight set of her perfect, white teeth, and the point of the sword held steadily at his throat. One flick of her wrist and he would be unceremoniously decapitated.
Striker cursed his reckless arrogance in tailing her as she watched him, unblinking, through startlingly green eyes.
“You’re very young,” he blurted. “I mean, your eyes are still . . . they’re still green and not tainted by blood.”
She remained silent.
“Yet you’re very fast and fight like a seasoned warrior. How old are you?”
“I asked you a question.” She scowled and tweaked the blade’s tip against his tender skin lest he’d forgotten its threat.
“You must be young. The green eyes and the fact that you don’t fly . . .”
Or she starves herself. But what vampire in her right mind starves in a city full of willing food?
The humans’ recent fascination with a creature they considered mythical meant there was no shortage of fleshy meals willing to bare their necks and spread their legs for his kind. He’d often wondered how humans ever survived as a species, with so little regard for their own personal safety.
“You must be less than two hundred years made as well.” She tilted her head to one side then the other while maintaining eye contact. “I detect no red in your eyes either.”
He smiled pleased that they were finally having a conversation. “I am four hundred, give or take a decade. My eyes were so dark that I got teased about them being black. Makes the red less noticeable.” He flicked his gaze toward the sword still perched against his throat. “So you see, I am older and, therefore, stronger.”
“If that is what you choose to believe.” The sword did not waver, and her white fangs protruded slightly, a clear indication of anger, but she remained even keeled and in control. “You will explain why you are following me or die!”
She pressed the point of the sword into his neck, and he felt a trickle of blood slide slowly across his skin.
“And do not attempt to escape, or you will find yourself headless before you complete the thought.”
Striker extended his hands out, fingers spread wide, and slowly raised them to show he was unarmed and had no intention of fighting or trying to escape. In truth, he was more curious than scared.
He formulated every possible response and went with honesty. “I watched you kill all those rogues and the human. I want to know who you are and why you are doing what you are doing,” he said, staring at her leather-clad body and ample curves. He was disappointed he couldn’t see her face clearly. Sure, he wanted to identify her, but if her face was half as stunning at her body, she was a knockout. His pants suddenly felt uncomfortably tight.
“It was impressive.”
“You mean for a woman?”
“No. I mean generally impressive. I know Koven who wish they fought as well as you.”
“Oh really?” She pulled back the sword just slightly.
He cautiously reached up and wiped the blood from his neck. “It’s been a while since I’ve bled involuntarily.” He winked.
“Pardon me?”
He smirked and held out his finger, the blood glistening even in the low light. “If you want to taste my blood, all you have to do is ask.”
She stepped back. “But it’s forbidden.”
Hearts for KovenHe shrugged. “Most of the time. Blood sharing between vampires is allowed during certain ceremonies, but casual use is discouraged. Doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen between consenting adults in the privacy of a keeper, though.” He winked once more and willfully raked his gaze over her body again.
She was tall—very tall, in fact—with long, shapely legs, and lush hips leading to a small waist and an abundant bosom.
A classic hourglass.
His fangs lengthened slightly, and not because he was angry or afraid.
“Are you quite finished?” she asked.
“Fuck no. I haven’t even started.”
“Nor will you.” She flicked her wrist, nicking him again. “Now turn around and face the wall.”
He chuckled and turned slowly, deliberately, while a feeling of something akin to disappointment washed through him.
There were few women—human or vampire—he could not have if he set his mind to it. It was irritating that the first one in several decades to be so exciting appeared so disinterested in him.
“What’s your name?” he asked over his shoulder.
He listened keenly for the sound of her sword being sheathed but heard a metallic clunking instead.
“Hands behind your back.”
He sighed and complied. “I hope you appreciate my not fighting back.”
“You can try, if you like.”
She grabbed his right hand and shoved it into the small of his back, her foot resting between his feet, and the warmth of her body stirred a recognizable response in his.
“I behead arrogant assholes like you daily.”
He scoffed. “You are good, to be sure, but you’re no match for me, even with a sword. I’m thought to be the best warrior in the country.”
She snorted. “By whom? You?”
Hearts for KovenHe felt handcuffs clap around his bare wrists and tighten securely. “Vanadium?” He flexed his wrists, and her answer was unnecessary as soon as the heat of the metal burned his exposed skin. He winced. “I hope you got the vanadium to steel ratio right. Too little and they will not hurt me. Too much and the steel becomes we—”
“I don’t need a lecture, thank you. I think you’ll find them more than adequate.”
He smiled, safe in the knowledge that she couldn’t see it. “I guess I should be happy you’re letting me keep my head.”
“For now. Follow me again, and I won’t be so kind.” She patted him down and found the camera. “It seems I have a stalker.”
There was nothing but silence for several long seconds, and then he heard her soft curses as she dashed both the memory card as well as the expensive device against the concrete wall.
“You’ve been following me for a while.”
“If you’d stop cutting your way through our species, I wouldn’t have to follow you.”
“They were rogues. All my kills are. In case you haven’t noticed, this city has an infestation problem.”
“That’s not your call.”
“I’m making it my call.”
“Then Kouncil will have no choice but to deal with you.”
Celeste was noticeably quiet before finally asking, in a much less confident voice, “You’re Kouncil?”
“In a way.”
She snorted. “Ah, I see. You know, if you were doing your job, warrior, I wouldn’t even be here.”
“I’ll take that under advisement. But there are rules, and you are breaking them.” He waited for a response but when none came, he shifted a tiny bit to glance over his shoulder. “Celeste?”
Hearts for KovenMet with nothing but silence, he risked turning completely around and found he was talking to himself.
Damn, she’s quick!
Sighing, he started the long journey back to Koven.

Vanessa Skye has always had a love of words and spent her school years writing poetry, speeches, and fictional essays.

After completing a Bachelor of Arts in print journalism and studying psychology at Charles Sturt University, Vanessa got a job at Rural Press—Australia's largest publisher of regional and agricultural news and information—where she worked as a journalist in the Central West of New South Wales for four years.
Thousands of stories later, Vanessa decided to move back to Sydney and try her hand at public relations while studying for her master’s in communication.
Skip forward a few years, and Vanessa once again found herself joyfully studying various psychology subjects while managing a Sydney public relations firm. Enthralled with examining the motivations behind people’s actions, Vanessa realized what she really wanted to do in life was combine her love of words with her fascination for human behavior. So Ms. Skye quit public relations to begin the significantly more impoverished life of a professional writer.
Inspired by a recurring dream, Vanessa wrote her crime fiction debut, The Enemy Inside, which challenges the concept of justice, asks if the need for vengeance sometimes justifies murder, and explores whether you can ever heal from childhood abuse. The second book in this series, Broken, was released in February 2014, and the third, Bloodlines, was released in January of 2015. The first book in a paranormal series, Koven, will be released in June 2015. In her spare time, Vanessa wrote a short story, The Piece, which was published in February 2012 by Dark Prints Press as a part of the One That Got Away dark fiction anthology.
Vanessa now works as a freelance writer, lives on Sydney’s northern beaches, and tries to immerse herself in salt water at least once a day.
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