Friday, July 31, 2015

NEW RELEASE: Guarded by Carmen Fox


When everyone's existence depends on the lies they tell, trust doesn't come easy

Ivy’s neighbors have a secret. They aren’t human. But Ivy has a secret, too. She knows. As long as everyone keeps quiet, she’s happy working as a P.I. by day and chillaxing with her BFF Florian, a vampire, by night. When a routine pickup drops her in the middle of a murder, her two worlds collide. While Florian knows how to throw a punch, deep down he's a softie. His idea of scary? Running out of hair product. It’s time Ivy faced facts. Even with a vampire on stand-by, one gal can only kick so many asses.

For help, she must put her faith in others. A human, who might just be the one. A demon, who will, for a price, open the doors to her heritage. And a werewolf, who wants to protect her from herself.

Torn between these men, Ivy must tread carefully, because one wants her heart, one wants her body, and one wants her dead.

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Parker placed both elbows on the table, rested his chin on one hand and regarded me for a moment. “So, Ivy. A P.I., eh?” He smacked his lips. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly look like Philip Marlowe.”

“Your point being?” I squinted.

“You’re tiny. I mean, I’m sure you can take care of yourself. What if you need to overpower a 200-pound man, though? Do you at least know how to shoot your gun?”

“Shoot?” I scrunched my nose. “Yes. Aim and hit the target? Not so much. The last guy who made fun of my size still walks with a limp.”

“See, you hit one target right.” His eyes glinted.

I lifted my gaze. “I was aiming for his groin.” I squished my cupcake and shook my head. “No, I don’t carry a gun. And believe it or not, my size is an advantage. If you were an unfaithful husband and I followed you to a bar, trust me, I’d go unnoticed among the usual throng of people.”

Parker’s grin turned mischievous. “Well, Veronica Mars, I hate to be the bearer of bad news.” His voice reverberated through my nervous system. “I’d notice you.” He sipped his coffee. “If I was an unfaithful husband, that is.”

About the Author
Carmen lives in the south of England with her beloved tea maker and a stuffed sheep called Fergus. An avid reader since childhood, she caught the writing bug when her Nana asked her to write a story. She also has a law degree, studied physics for a few years, dabbled in marketing and human resources, and speaks native-level German and fluent Geek. Her preferred niches of geekdom are tabletop games, comics, sci-fi and fantasy.

She writes about smart women with sassitude, about pretty cool guys too, and will chase that plot twist, no matter how elusive.

Expect to be kept guessing.

DIVIDE AND CONQUER, Carmen’s first urban fantasy novel, was published in March 2015.

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Thursday, July 30, 2015

BLOG TOUR: Knight of Ocean Avenue Audiobook by Tara Lain

Knight Of Ocean Avenue
By Tara Lain

How can you be twenty-five and not know you’re gay? Billy Ballew runs from that question. A high school dropout, barely able to read until he taught himself, Billy’s life is driven by his need to help support his parents as a construction worker, put his sisters through college, coach his Little League team, and not think about being a three-time loser in the engagement department. Being terrified of taking tests keeps Billy from getting the contractor's license he so desires, and fear of his mother's judgement blinds Billy to what could make him truly happy.

Then, in preparation for his sister’s big wedding, Billy meets Shaz—Chase Phillips—a rising star, celebrity stylist who defines the word gay. To Shaz, Billy embodies everything he’s ever wanted—stalwart, honest, brave—but even if Billy turns out to be gay, he could never endure the censure he’d get for being with a queen like Shaz. How can two men with so little in common find a way to be together? Can the Stylist of the Year end up with the Knight of Ocean Avenue?

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“Okay, I need to ask, and I have nothing on it so don’t get defensive.”
Billy squinched his nose. “That’s not the best way to keep a guy from getting defensive.”
Shaz grinned. “I know. Not subtle, but seriously, why haven’t you taken the contractor’s license test?”
Shit. Defensive.
Shaz held up a hand. “I assume it has something to do with your reading ability, but I thought Clancy and Yerby and all those others on your bookshelves overcame that issue.”
“Yeah. Pretty much.”
“You read well enough to take the test? Because if not, I’ll bet they’ll let someone read it to you.”
“I can read.” He put down his fork.
Shaz leaned over and picked up the fork. “Come on, darling, this is Shazzy Wazzy. I am no threat at all to you.” He scooped some mashed potatoes and flew them like a plane toward Billy’s mouth.
For a second, Billy compressed his lips. Jesus, the guy was impossible to resist. He burst out laughing. The first time he’d ever laughed at this subject. “I’m afraid to take tests. I panic.” His heart beat fast just thinking of it. He snapped the potatoes off the fork and chewed.
Shaz put a hand on his arm, which made him feel calm and excited at the same time. “How do you know?”
“Know what?”
“That you panic when you take tests?”
Billy frowned. “I’ve blown every test I tried to take since the eighth grade. It got so bad I had to drop out of high school. I could have tested out, but I couldn’t take the test, and I never got my GED because I—”
“Couldn’t take the test. My God, that’s awful.”
The frown got deeper. “Like I said, I’m too dumb to take tests.”
Shaz leaned over until all he could see was that pretty face. “This has nothing to do with dumb. Does it?”
Billy stared at his almost empty plate.
“Does it?”
He shook his head.
“What does it have to do with? Who made you afraid?”
“I said who made you afraid. Someone did.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because you’re a strong, capable man who isn’t afraid to take the whole damned world on his shoulders. There’s no reason for you to be afraid of anything unless someone told you there was.”
He nodded slowly. His heart hammered so hard it felt like his chest would explode. “I got beat up a lot in grade school because I was small and couldn’t read.” He shrugged. “I know. Hard to believe, right? Behemoth that I am. Anyway, my eighth grade English teacher was the worst, I guess. I could barely read, and she gave us test after test. I couldn’t read the books and I couldn’t read the test.” His pulse hammered in his ears. Like he was back there in that god-awful room. “She constantly told me how dumb I was and made sure the whole class knew it. I didn’t grow until I was sixteen. I was still a little runt then and got beat up every day while they called me stupid.” Shit, tears pushed out of his eyes. This was not good. “I have to stop talking about this. I have to go.”
“No, Billy, I’m sorry.”
“Not your fault.” He fished in his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills. He threw some on the table. Maybe a hundred dollars. Then he ran for the door.
The cool evening air hit him like a bucket of water in the face. Where the hell was he going? He’d driven his truck. It was full of furniture, and Shaz had no way to get home. Billy Ballew did not leave a friend behind.
He stared down the sidewalk. That bench looked inviting. Staggering a little, he walked to it and sat. Just breathe. That’s why he never talked about this subject. Never even thought about it if he could avoid it. If he could just forget it, things would be better.
He looked up at Shaz, who stood on the steps of the restaurant. The man walked toward him with that graceful saunter of his. “You didn’t go. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you left me here to rot.”
He managed to cock half a smile. “Too dry in California to rot.”
“Wither and blow away, then.” Shaz sat next to him. “I truly am sorry. I didn’t mean to open wounds. I have too many of my own to be picking at yours.” He held out his hand with a palm full of money. “You dropped something.”
“I want to pay for dinner.”
“The champagne.”
“Nope. The least I can do after spoiling your meal is pay for it.”

“Never argue with a queen, darling. We always win.”

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. 
She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

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Wednesday, July 29, 2015

REVIEW: Cursed by Fire by Jacquelyn Frank


For centuries, Dethan has been trapped in a fiery inferno for defying the gods and snatching the power of immortality. Condemned to have his battle-hardened body licked by flames only to regenerate and be consumed all over again, Dethan has lost all hope—until the Goddess of Conflict appears. She will release him from torment—if he’ll use his power and strength as a warrior to raise an army and defeat a fierce enemy faction of gods.

Free to live as a man once again, Dethan meets Selinda—heir to the throne of Hexis—and his thoughts quickly turn from the conquest of cities to the conquest of this headstrong beauty. Betrothed to a cruel, calculating powermonger, Selinda needs a champion, and so Dethan enters into another bargain: If she will share her bed—and her body—with him, Dethan will save her city from destructive forces within and without. As the lovers ignite a searing passion, Dethan will risk all—even the wrath of the Goddess of Conflict—for a chance to make Selinda his forever.

Title:  Cursed by Fire
Series:  Immortal Brothers
Book #: 1
Author:  Jacquelyn Frank
Approximate Book Length:  352 Pages
Recommended Reader Age:  18+
Sexual Content:  Moderate


This was a pretty complex read. It was a little slow at times, but riveting none the less; and while most of the book had slow moments, the ending felt almost rushed. I spent a lot of time sad for the couple due to their circumstances, but things work out which made me happy.

I liked the characters. The villain was perfectly hateable, the few secondary characters we saw were great, Dethan was cunning, and while Selinda was a bit of a doormat sometimes she was also quite strong.

Overall it was a very interesting world with great mythology.

Bottom Line:

Cursed by Fire is an intriguing start to a new series that combines the feel of the fantasy and historical genres.



Sunday, July 26, 2015

9 Tips for 9 Months - Tips for a Healthy Pregnancy

9 Tips for 9 Months

1) Find a doctor that makes you comfortable! I think it’s important to find a doctor that you connect with. Pregnancy is an emotional time thanks to all those fun hormones and you don’t need a doctor that makes you feel like you’re doing something wrong, your opinion doesn’t matter, or like you’re just another patient. Personally I recommend finding a midwife as I believe in natural birth, but also because I’ve never felt more cared for on a more personal level than with a midwife.

2) Morning sickness sucks, so eat whatever you can and tell your conscience to take a vacation! Morning sickness is a misleading name; it can come on at any or all times of day and night. Some foods or smells may trigger an episode, or you may just feel it constantly regardless. While it’s important to eat healthy, you just do the best you can in the first trimester until that morning sickness passes. If for instance, all you can stomach is an entire box of plain ol’ macaroni and cheese, then you go ahead and eat that whole box! If you can only eat half of what’s in the dinner your husband made, you go ahead and eat around those carrots (I used to gag the second it one was even in my mouth). It will pass and then you can get back on the healthy train! I also found it helpful to eat small meals more frequently (even going so far as to eat a little bowl of cereal at 4 am because I couldn’t sleep through the nausea).

3) It’s okay to indulge cravings, but only in moderation! Though I suppose that’s true of anything in life. I craved frosting in my first pregnancy and various things at various times in my second. I indulged nearly every day, but I did my best to limit it to a single treat and something fairly small. In the end, I ended up eating graham cracker and frosting sandwiches on occasion to fill the craving. As long as I didn’t do something crazy like eat a tub of frosting, I managed to do just fine on both my sugar levels and weight gain. Why did I allow myself to indulge? Because frankly, it used to bring me to tears to continually deny myself.

4) Try to eat a balanced diet! This was hardest for me because different sources say what makes a diet balanced in pregnancy. It also depends how your individual pregnancy is going. If you have high blood pressure, avoid salty foods. If you have gestational diabetes, avoid sugary foods. If you’re anemic, eat more iron rich foods. Personally I had to focus on protein, iron for anemia, and fiber to counter the protein and iron. It’s all a balancing act, so just make sure you’re making healthy choices for you.

5) Drink lots of water! The doctor or midwife will probably say something like “drink 8 oz for every hour you’re awake”. That’s insane and will make you obsess over it if you try to keep up with that. It’s just a guideline. What I used to do is take three 16 oz Tupperware bottles, fill them in the morning, and try to finish one by a certain time, but make sure I finished all three by evening. Water is very important, however, you also get water in other things you eat and drink, so while yes, drink lots, don’t obsess over drinking a specific amount per hour or something or you’ll drive yourself crazy!

6) Exercise! I took a child development class in high school and learned many things that have stuck with me. One of those was that you shouldn’t start a NEW exercise regimen, but you can keep up with whatever you’re used to as long as it’s safe and you’re comfortable (kind of like intimacy during pregnancy in that regard). If you don’t have one however, walking or finding a pregnancy work out video (or something) is a good idea. I have asthma and have never been able to do anything like running, so I started walking before getting pregnant with my first. Walking was GREAT during both of my pregnancies. It’s a great exercise to begin with and it helped me stay active and keep my weight gain under control (along with diet).

7) Avoid medications of any kind as much as possible! There is a list of medications that are “safe” during pregnancy, but frankly, nothing is truly 100% safe; and that’s just counting the OTC ones. There are many times a doctor might prescribe something while you’re pregnant: anxiety, morning sickness, trouble sleeping, etc. I see a midwife and she mentioned maybe giving me something to help with anxiety (because I’m freaking out about early labor more this time than last for some reason). I turned her down because I’d rather talk to someone or work through it than take meds. There are meds for nausea, such as Zofran, that might be prescribed to help, but can still have very harmful side effects to both mom and baby. There are other meds that doctors simply don’t know what kind of effects they could have on a baby. So the bottom line is, try to avoid meds whenever possible.

8) Take a birthing class! My husband and I took a Bradley method class and it was one of the smartest decisions we ever made. It was very informative, took the fear out of labor and delivery (HUGELY appreciative of that aspect), and helped us set up a support network for after the baby was born. I made new like-minded friends, was introduced to La Leche League, and learned how to include and lean on my partner and close friends and family. I absolutely recommend to every new parent to be to take a Bradley (or similar) birthing class!

9) Take or leave advice! Everyone has some advice they want to impart to you when you’re expecting, particularly if it’s your first baby. The important thing is to listen and learn as much as possible, but to ultimately, including everything you’ve read here today, take what interests you or works for you and leave the rest. If someone is offended because you did something a different way than they recommended, poo on them. In the end, no one knows you or your baby better than you and the most important thing is whatever works for YOU.

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

BLOG TOUR: Montana Cherries by Kim Law

I'm sharing my review of Kim Law's Montana Cherries today. Happy reading!



After her mother’s tragic death, Dani Wilde had no choice but to abandon her dreams. She left Columbia University and returned to her family’s Montana cherry farm, intent on being a maternal figure to her brothers. Now the kids are grown, and it’s finally her time to fly. Her sights are on New York City, and nothing will stop her—not even an old flame with gorgeous green eyes.

Celebrity photographer Ben Denton hasn’t seen Montana in years—and hasn’t spoken to Dani since “that night” so long ago. When he discovers he’s a dad to a four-year-old—and the child’s mother refuses to care for her—Montana and the Wilde farm spring to mind. The orchard is the only place that’s ever felt like home, but will the warmth of the Wilde family be enough to help Ben figure out how to be a father?

As the Wilde family gathers for the yearly cherry harvest and Dani struggles to figure out what she really wants in life, she discovers the shocking truth about her own mother—and learns that following her heart may lead her to her dreams after all.

Title:  Montana Cherries
Series:  N/A
Book #: N/A
Author:  Kim Law
Approximate Book Length:  370 Pages
Recommended Reader Age:  18+
Sexual Content:  Moderate


This was a VERY emotional read. There was some predictability, but there were also some twists I didn’t quite see coming. It was a compelling read that kept me turning pages, but also felt a little drawn out at times. Character development was great and realistic. I wanted more from the ending as it felt almost anticlimactic, but it was ultimately satisfying none the less. Overall, it was a very good read that had me smiling at time and crying at times with characters full of depth.

Bottom Line:

Montana Cherries is an engaging read full of authenticity. I’d love to read more from this author and recommend this awesome read to anyone who’s not tried Kim Law yet!




About the Author
As a child, award-winning author Kim Law cultivated a love for chocolate, anything purple, and creative writing. She penned her debut work, “The Gigantic Talking Raisin,” in the sixth grade and got hooked on the delights of creating stories. Before settling into the writing life, however, she earned a college degree in mathematics and then worked as a computer programmer. Now she’s living out her lifelong dream of writing romance novels. She’s won the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award, has been a finalist for the prestigious RWA RITA Award, and has served in varied positions for her local RWA chapter. A native of Kentucky, Kim lives with her husband and an assortment of animals in Middle Tennessee.

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Sunday, July 19, 2015



When I was pregnant with Tara, my entire first trimester was a secret, I slept a LOT, and was nauseated pretty much 24/7. This time, we announced a little early, I didn’t get to sleep much more than usual, and I was nauseated only periodically.

Sleep is one of the desperately desired things in the first trimester of pregnancy. However, when you have a toddler to entertain and care for, you don’t get to sleep whenever. I started napping whenever she napped (for 1-3 hours in the afternoon) and going to bed around 9 pm. Of course, no matter when I went to bed, I had trouble sleeping around 4 am because of nausea.

The nausea this time around wasn’t as constant, thank God, however it was worse. Whenever it did hit, I got sick – sometimes repeatedly. I couldn’t eat meat at all (a single bite of turkey once sent me running for the porcelain god almost immediately), I couldn’t stand almost any veggies (gagged on broccoli after only a couple of bites), and got terrible indigestion from almost all foods. The only thing I wanted was mac and cheese or fettuccini alfredo.

Unlike last pregnancy, I didn’t lose any weight in the first trimester, despite getting sick fairly often.

The nausea was also a little funny. One day I could drink orange juice, and the next it made me vomit. I didn’t drink OJ again until three months later. One day I was in love with chili…the next I couldn’t even look at the stuff. It also lasted until about 16 weeks in when it went away at only 13 or 14 the first time. And I still have bad days!

I also noticed that while I had the barest of a baby bump at 12 weeks with Tara, this time I got big in a hurry. I showed at 8 weeks and until a good 20 weeks in, always felt like I was a week or three ahead of how I looked the first time around. This is called the “warmed-up” effect. Body’s already done it before, so it was more stretchy and got with the program earlier.

As for sharing the news, we decided that since the first pregnancy went so well, that we were pretty comfortable sharing early this time. Our first prenatal appointment was at about 9 weeks, and we decided to announce once we heard the nice strong heartbeat. So the day of the appointment, we had Tara dressed with a special shirt and after we got home we took a picture of her to text to our friends and family (and post on FB). Here is that picture, followed by the blurb that accompanied it :D

“Coming to Minnesota, this September… Tiny Curran – The Sequel!”

I made the mistake of texting my mother first, so in order to finish sending out the texts before I forgot someone, I had to ignore two of her calls and then call her back. I got a voicemail that matched the first words she said to me when she answered my callback, “You can’t tell me something like that and then not answer your phone, that’s just mean!” So we got to surprise some people and share the news in a fun way, especially since we don’t live near anyone anymore. We got a lot of congrats and it was just a good time :-)

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

BLOG TOUR: Stretching The Rules by BA Tortuga

Thanks to Bewitching Blog Tours for hosting this blog tour. I'm sharing a little bit about BA Tortuga's Stretching the Rules today. Happy reading!


When the rules force you to deny whom you love, it’s time to break them.

Jonah is sick and tired of hiding his lovers, Olivia and Hank, from his wolf pack. But being second in command to the Alpha means he has to follow them, right? His pack would reject him if they knew his lovers were a jaguar and a coyote…a man and a woman.

When danger threatens Liv and Hank, Jonah comes out to his Alpha. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to bring his two families together, and keep everyone safe.

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“I can’t spare you tonight, Jonah,” Boothe said. “We have a pack meeting tonight, and there’s unrest about the territory being invaded by those fucking coyote hybrids.”

Jonah stopped on his way out the door, his shoulders pulling up around his ears. “I told you I was out of pocket this weekend, Boss.”

“You’re my second. I need you there. Those damned coyotes are skulking around, stealing from the homes around the perimeter.”

He gritted his teeth, clenching his hand around his jacket, which he hadn’t even had time to put on before the pack Alpha had caught up with him. The urge to whine hit hard, and he stuffed it back down in his chest. He was no cub, begging for scraps.

“Sure. Okay. I’ll text my buddies and be there in a few minutes, yeah?” He hated the idea of disappointing his “buddies.” Again.

“It won’t take long. A couple of hours, tops. Tell them to keep their panties on.”

If Boothe only knew.

Boothe didn’t know, though, and Jonah intended to keep it that way. How could he possibly explain Olivia and Hank to his pack?

There was a text waiting for him when he opened his phone. She’s dancing at 11. Headlining. Meet us there?

Will try my best. Eleven he might be able to do. Drinks at eight had been the plan, and God knew he wouldn’t make that.

Cool. Ready for our weekend. So ready.

Me too. Soon. He would get his time in with Hank and Olivia if it killed him. Which it might.

Jonah sighed when Boothe bellowed his name.

This was bullshit. Utter fucking bullshit. He thought Boothe pulled these emergency meetings just to test him. His loyalty to the pack. The easy answer would be to choose a female, fuck her, and get her heavy with pups. Protect, procreate, and pretend to be happy as shit.

Problem was, he wasn’t sure he could lie so deeply.

Not with Hank and Liv waiting for him, his lovers made of pure sex, pure need.

The thought made him pant, made his cock try to rise. No. No hard-on. Meeting. Wolf politics.

Pack rules. Hierarchy. Position.

Fuck, he got tired of that shit. He was never gonna be the one to take over the pack. Not with his… boy and girl on the side.

Liv and Hank—they’d been together since they were teenagers, had been this wild, fierce pair who had seduced him without even trying. Once they’d drawn him in, he hadn’t been able to let go.

He was ashamed that he didn’t really even want to try. They made him happy, so much more than when he was with the pack. Oh, he loved his Alpha, his friends, but they would turn on him if they knew what he was.

He turned the sound off on his phone, then headed into the meeting. Hopefully he’d get to see Liv dance. He’d walk out early if he had to.

Someone had to be there to assure everyone remembered, burlesque, not stripper. No touching. Hank could tear up anyone who tried to get their girl, but his smaller stature made people more willing to start shit. Jonah’s brute strength drove them away.

Not that Ms. Olivia couldn’t defend herself. That woman would kick a man’s ass and make him love it.

She’d done it more than once to Jonah.

Hell, she’d fucked Hank so hard he screamed.

Jonah grinned, thinking about that night, and his fellow enforcer Cory clapped him on the back. “Come on, man. Quit grinning like a fool.”

“Why? Oh, yeah. I get it. That’s your job, right? The fool part.”

“Ha ha. You suck. Come on.” Cory dragged him into the meeting, and he groaned when he saw Alan Markman and Henry Law in there. Long night, ho.

Maybe if he stood next to the door…

“Let’s get this show on the road!” Alan shouted, and Boothe beckoned to Jonah. No such luck.

Damn it.

Surely they’d be done by ten.

He might even make it if it was over at ten-thirty.


About the Author
B.A. Tortuga Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy's Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds, getting tattooed, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she's not doing that, she's writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting, and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA's personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.

Having written everything from fist-fighting rednecks to hard-core cowboys to werewolves, BA does her damnedest to tell the stories of her heart, which was raised in Northeast Texas, but has heard the call of the high desert and lives in the Sandias. With books ranging from hard-hitting GLBT romance, to fiery menages, to the most traditional of love stories, BA refuses to be pigeon-holed by anyone but the voices in her head.

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Tuesday, July 14, 2015

International Authors' Day Blog Hop

Big thanks to b00k r3vi3ws for hosting this hop! The International Authors' Day Blog Hop is to show our love to our favorite authors and books.

For me, there are two authors in particular that I will read absolutely ANYTHING they release, no questions asked: Dianne Duvall and Tara Lain! Both authors have that special something in their writing that gets you attached to characters, gets you so emotionally invested that you cry, makes you laugh, and leaves you with a smile.

In addition to their writing magic, they're also incredibly kind, sweet, and generous people. They're always doing giveaways, talking with fans, and doing exclusive content for their blog tour stops. The combination is incredibly humbling to me and makes me aspire to be half as good an author as they both are in every way.

If you ever get the chance to meet - in person or via the web - a favorite author of yours, I hope they live up to or surpass your expectations and that you'll share with them your appreciation for who they are and everything they do.

To share the author/book love, I'm giving away either a favorite book of mine, a favorite of yours, or if you have a favorite author with a book you don't yet have or something (we'll work it out when you win :P). Enter below!

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Wednesday, July 8, 2015

BLOG TOUR: All Bite No Growl by Jenika Snow

Thanks to Bewitching Blog Tours for hosting this blog tour. I'm sharing my review of Jenika Snow's All Bite, No Growl today. Happy reading!



Forget the foreplay. For the truly committed, it’s all bite.

Willow has loved Devon and Case for as long as she can remember, but as lion shifters they will eventually find their mates. When she allows herself to be with her two lions after a drunken party, she fears she’s ruined a lifelong friendship and flees before morning.

Devon and Case have been inseparable since they could walk, but they can’t tell anyone that they are mates. The pride of shifters they belong to won’t accept a same-sex mating. There’s no way they’ll accept their love for Willow?

When a shocking revelation brings Willow’s world crashing down, she has no choice but to tell Devon and Case how she feels. Will they be able to accept what fate has thrown at them? Do they want to?

Title:  All Bite No Growl
Series:  Out for You
Book #: N/A
Author:  Jenika Snow
Approximate Book Length:  70 Pages
Recommended Reader Age:  18+
Sexual Content:  Explicit


So this was a sexy and even kind of a sweet read, but it was rather short. This could’ve been a lot more I think. Parts of it were a little melodramatic and I think the characters could have handled things and behaved a little bit better. The love scenes were hot, but on occasion a tad jumbled up. Keeping track of three bodies can make for some messy passages I suppose. What I really appreciated is that while yes there were love scenes and everything, there was plenty of story to go with it (relatively, given the length of the book).

Bottom Line:

All Bite, No Growl is a quickie with equal amounts of heart and heat. Don’t miss this MMF menage!




About the Author
Jenika Snow is the pseudonym of a mother, wife and nurse. She lives in the too hot northeast with her husband and their two daughters, and was able to have her dream come true in 2013 by writing full-time.

Jenika started writing at a very young age. Her first story consisted of a young girl who traveled to an exotic island and found a magical doll. That story has long since disappeared, but others have taken its place.

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Sunday, July 5, 2015

MY SECOND PREGNANCY - Getting Pregnant


When Tara was about sixteen months old, the hubby and I decided we could face having another child. The week of Christmas 2014 was when we officially decided to start trying.

When we decided to try for Tara, I had to go off birth control. They say it can take three months for it to completely leave your system. The fourth month is when we achieved Tara. This time I didn’t have to go off birth control, because upon trying to start taking it again after Tara was born, we discovered it made me a little cuckoo. That being said, the hubby expected it to take a few months, and I kind of did too. However, I also suspected it might happen right away.

About a week after New Year’s, I noticed I was getting really cranky and was super tired, no matter how much caffeine I drank. The crank was new, but the fatigue – oh that was familiar. I knew I should wait until I officially missed my period and take the test first thing in the morning for best results, but after waking up from a nap that was necessary (I was getting frustrated with the toddler), I knew. If I was feeling these kinds of effects, the test should show anyway.

I took the test in the mid afternoon or so, and sure enough there was a little plus sign. Strangely, while not shocking or anything, I still needed to take a picture of it and send it to my best friend asking if she saw it too. Naturally she freaked (in a good way).

I then showed the hubby the picture, and he was a little on the surprised side. While knowing there was a chance we could get pregnant right away, he really and truly expected it to take a couple months.

Online calculators put the due date at September 22, 2015 and when we saw the doctor, she confirmed that. I had even found out I was pregnant a week sooner than I had with Tara.

So, yeah…there was a lot less anticipation and genuine surprise this time around, but no less excitement. Tara of course didn’t get it, and still doesn’t yet, but we are very excited to give her a little brother about a month after she turns two (even if we keep telling ourselves “I can’t believe we’re having another baby!”) :-P

Thursday, July 2, 2015

COVER REVEAL: Knave of Broken Hearts by Tara Lain

Knave of Broken Hearts 
(Love in Laguna Series, Bk #2)
by Tara Lain


Jim Carney has a full time job—running from himself. Since he walked out on his wealthy family at sixteen because he’d wrecked his best friend’s life over some yaoi graphic novels, Jim has lived a macho, blue-collar existence of too much booze and too little responsibility. Then Billy Ballew, the man Jim most admires, gives Jim a chance to come through as his construction supervisor. For once, Jim is determined to make someone proud. Then Jim goes in for a physical for his new job and his yaoi dream comes to life in the form of cardiologist Ken Tanaka. Jim discovers he has two heart problems—a wonky mitral valve and a serious attraction to his doctor. But Ken is a major player, and Jim might be just a notch on the doc’s stethoscope. To Ken, Jim is unforgettable—but the living embodiment of his traditional family’s worst nightmares. 

How come the minute Jim decides to be responsible, he finds himself taking care of his kid brother, getting a proposal from a wealthy woman, making a deal with the devil, and winding up in the hospital—when all he really wants is the Knave of Broken Hearts?

Release Date: 
August 3, 2015

Pre-order available at 

Paperback from Dreamspinner 


The line for the bars had shortened as people gathered to dance with the grooms, so Jim made it to the bartender pretty quick. He popped a couple of bucks into the tip jar and carried one soda bottle and two beers toward the table. Somebody cat-called, and he glanced up in time to see Shaz spin and dip some blond guy. He laughed along with most of the spectators.

Jim took one more step. His foot caught on the edge of the wood dance floor, the slippery shoe slid, and—whoa! He stumbled forward, his arms flailing. Beer sloshed in a big gold arc. Shit, the tux! He raised the bottles high in front of him to keep the beer away, slid into a half circle, and timbered toward the floor face-first. “Damn!”

Strong hands grabbed him from behind and he twirled into a tight, warm embrace, his feet tangling but his body upright. “Got you.”

“What? Jesus!” He tried to twist his feet back and lurched again, but the hands held. Finally Jim planted himself steadily and looked up into eyes so shiny black they practically reflected his face. Wide and almond-shaped. Yaoi man. Hellfire. About 100 percent more beautiful up close than from a distance. Skin like beige marble, hair like midnight. Eyes straight from his fantasy.

The guy smiled. “How fortuitous. I was just coming to ask you to dance.”


Dimples popped out in places where lean hollows had been. “I’d love to dance with you.” Shit if he didn’t just start dancing, holding Jim’s hands, which in turn held the bottles. Dance or fall? That was his position, so he moved his feet. Jesus. He couldn’t resist without spilling the beer down the guy’s expensively dressed back, but every movement rubbed him in places that really needed rubbing and were getting a very embarrassing reaction.

Wake up. “Uh, sorry. I’m, uh, I mean, I don’t normally dance with guys.”

Gorgeous smiled again, and it made Jim want to smile back. “You’re doing fine.”

Sweet Jesus, the guy smelled like something spicy. Grapefruit and cinnamon. Real subtle but sneaky. It kind of tiptoed in Jim’s nose and attacked—lower. “What?”

“The dancing. You’re doing fine.” He spun, holding Jim in his arms gracefully, and for a weird second Jim felt almost graceful too. That didn’t happen often. Between the smell and feel, Jim’s head spun and his heart hammered. His eyes closed on their own. He was floating like some gently moving leaf. Could move this way forever.

The silky voice whispered, “Want to deliver the beer to your friends and be hands free?”

Friends. He dragged his eyes from the man and looked toward the table. Charlie and Raoul stared, full-on, no smiles, amazement written all over their faces. Behind them in line, the women stared too, but they were laughing. Except for Peggy. She looked half pissed. Hell, it was okay for her to dance with gay guys, but not him? What the hell am I thinking? He stopped moving and tried to take a step back out of this person’s arms. Every inch away felt cold.

Mr. Beautiful cocked his head and dimpled again. “Oh dear, he’s come to his senses. Why do all the gorgeous ones have to be straight?”

Gorgeous? “Man, you’ve got some seriously bad taste.”

His face sobered just a little. “Quite the contrary. I’m known for my exceptional discernment.”

What the hell could he say to that? “Thanks for catching me.”

“Any time, dear. Any time.” Yaoi man turned and walked like some jungle cat back onto the dance floor, grabbing a handsome guy from the line as he went. By the time Jim’s heart started beating again, the guy was dancing and laughing with someone else.

Charlie and Raoul both rushed up. Charlie waved a hand toward the beautiful one. “What was that all about?”

Jim frowned. “The guy caught me when I nearly fell flat on my face.” He shoved the beer bottles at Charlie. “Here, take these.”

Raoul grabbed one of the beers. “Looked more like a tango to me, man.”

“Cut me a break. The guy was just joking around.”

Peggy’s voice came from behind him. “Oh, I don’t know. That dude is prettier than me.”

Jim turned and slipped his arm around her. Don’t force me to agree.

Charlie stared out at the dance floor, where pretty-face rested his head against a handsome blond’s shoulder. “Looks like you don’t have to worry, Peg. That dude’s got a guy for every night.”

True, and Jim fucking wished he didn't feel jealous.

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. 
She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

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