Saturday, June 27, 2015

Safe at Last - Maya Banks

The third book in the beloved #1 bestselling author’s sexy, romantic suspense Slow Burn series…

They say young love doesn’t last, but a girl from the wrong side of the tracks with unique abilities and the hometown golden boy were determined to defy the odds. For Zack Covington, Anna-Grace—his “Gracie”—was the one. Until one night forever alters the course of their future, when a devastated Gracie disappears without a trace, leaving Zack to agonize over what happened to the girl he loved. As the years pass, his desperate efforts to find her uncovered nothing.

Now working for Devereaux Security, he stumbles across a painting featuring a special place only he and Gracie would know. The image is too perfectly rendered for it to be coincidence. His Gracie must be alive. When he finally tracks her down, he is shocked—and heart-broken—to discover the wounded shell of the girl he once knew and still loves. Her psychic gifts are gone, and worse, she believes he betrayed her all those years ago.

Zack has enemies, and once his weakness is discovered, Gracie becomes a target for revenge. He’ll have to save her before he can earn her trust and her love. And he vows they’ll never be torn apart again.


MY REVIEW

ARC provided by Sullivan and Partners

Zack and Gracie, what is there to say, but after twelve years of not knowing what happened to Gracie, the reunion did not go as Zack could ever imagine.  Gracie, my heart broke for her.  She was so terrified of Zack, I was afraid that there was no way the author could possibly bring these two character back together. 

Without trying to go into every detail of the book (the synopsis explains it), I want to say what I liked about it and did not like.

Likes
Twelve years is a long time to still be in love with someone, even if that person has disappeared.  Zack has not stopped loving Gracie, I am not sure he could if he tried.

Gracie…If I had her powers to read minds, went through what she endured…I would be grateful for losing them as well.  Even now I am not sure I could handle someone else’s thoughts, mine are enough.

True love endures till the end.  I am talking about, unwavering, fully committed love. Yes the kind you only read in books.  Maya delivered a love story that I could feel deep within.

GIRL POWER! That is all I am going to say on that.

Dislike
There is only one, and I hope I am not spoiling it for anyone, so skip this part if you must.


The amount of times Zack confessed (in his inner dialog) his love for Gracie. The pain he went through when she left.  He wasn’t sure if she was dead or alive.  About the fifth time I read it, I was irritated.  I get it, but it was repetitive.  I did not to keep reading it.  My thoughts, I hope that does not turn you off from reading the book.

The same goes for Gracie, but given the situation, I get it.  That would be something to play over in my head as well.


The book was good and flowed nicely, the supporting characters were great and I have hopes for two people in the book to get a story.  So go check it out and let me know what you think.


Thursday, June 25, 2015

Review - Escaping Parker - F.T. Zele


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Title: Escaping Parker
Author: F. T. Zele
Genre: New Adult, Romantic Suspense
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Release Date: June 24th, 2015

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Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000031_00002]Clarissa never thought at age twenty-six she would be fearing for her life. Everything was going as planned, until her husband started showing a side of himself she didn’t know existed. Failed attempts at leaving him have now left her fighting for her life. Literally. She knows she has to figure out a plan to free herself from his tight grip, but it’s harder than she imagined. Rig endured much pain after a tragedy left him trying to figure out his place in the world. He now plows through situations, leaving nothing safe in his wake. He lives for the thrill of danger and loves to be on the open road. He doesn’t mix business with pleasure, and he didn’t expect to fall in love with the girl he is hiding out.When things get too intense between Clarissa and Rig, he decides he can no longer be her safety net. With his feelings clouding his judgment, it’s hard for him to choose between right and wrong. Will Rig be able to figure out what he wants in time to save Clarissa’s life, or will she become another statistic of domestic abuse?


MY REVIEW
5 STARS
"He's the one person who owns my heart, because he made it beat again when I thought it wasn't possible."
Waking up day after day to a mad man is more than Clarissa can take. Years of abuse has left her fearing, will the next hit will be the one to end her life. Her only option is go on the run with people who hide women like her.  

I love this book, Clarissa, who changes her name to Parker, leaves everything behind in a blink of an eye, is learning to live again. Trust, that is hard, she has had nothing but fear drilled into her, from Steven. Can she trust those that are trying to protect her, even when she tries to get close to her protecter and he pushes her away? 

Rig has one job; keep Parker safe and do not get close to her. Easy, right? That get's a little difficult when Parker wants to connect with him, and understand why he is in this line of work. Ahh...this is where it gets tricky, remember the saying "don't mix business with pleasure?"

This book is one of my top reads this year. Abuse is never a easy subject to discuss, but the author did a great job with Parker and Rigs story. I have several favorite parts of the book...dancing...the lake...oh, there is one part towards the end of the book, BEST SCENE EVER! I know buzz kill, bet you can't guess what it is though. Anyways, I hope you love this book.



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Author_PictureF.T. Zele lives in Southern California with her Husband and 3 Sons. I am taking my passion for books and making it reality with writing, bringing these voices to life. Loves interacting with others talking about great Books and Book Boyfriends. I'm a sucker for HEA, and love Dark, Gritty, Angsty love stories. I have a weakness for Sour Patch Kids and have inappropriate fun when I'm having my wine at night tweeting my thoughts. I also like to make up words. The best word to describe me is Winetastic!
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Wednesday, June 24, 2015

EXCERPT REVEAL: Manwhore +1 by Katy Evans



MANWHORE + 1 by Katy Evans

EXCERPT

FOUR WEEKS

I’ve never been so hopeful as when I board the pristine glass elevator at the M4 corporate building. A handful of employees ride along with me, murmuring perfunctory greetings to each other and to me. I think my mouth must be on vacation because I can’t seem to force it to speak. But I smile in reply—my smile nervous, nervous but hopeful, definitely hopeful. My riding companions step out on their floors one by one until I’m alone, riding up to the executive floor on my own.
Toward him.
           Toward the man I love.
           My body is raging. My blood is pumping—my blood is storming—my thighs are shaking. My stomach feels filled with little earthquakes that just won’t quit, then they turn into a full-fledged roil when I hear the elevator ting at his floor.
          Stepping out, I’m in corporate nirvana, surrounded by sleek chrome and pristine glass, marble and limestone floors. But I hardly have eyes for anything except the tall and imposing frosted glass doors at the far end of the room.
           Framing those doors to each side is a pair of sleek designer desks, for a total of four.
           Behind these desks are four women in identical black-and-white suits, sitting behind their gleaming dark-oak desks, working quietly behind their flat-screen computers.
           One of them, the forty-year-old Catherine H. Ulysses—right hand of the man who owns every inch of this building—stops what she’s doing when she sees me. She arches her brow, then seems both tense and relieved as she lifts the receiver on her desk and murmurs my name into it.
           I. Am. Not. Breathing.
           But Catherine doesn’t miss a beat as she motions me toward the huge frosted doors—those intimidating doors—that lead into the lair of the most powerful man in Chicago.
           The human being with the most powerful effect on me.
           This is what I’ve been waiting for, for four weeks. This is what I wanted when I left a thousand messages on his phones and what I wanted when I wrote a thousand others that I left unsent. To see him.
           For him to want to see me.
           But as I force myself to step forward, I don’t even know if I’ll have the strength to stand before him and look him in the eye after what I did.
           I’m wracked so hard with nervousness and anticipation and hope—yes hope, small but bright, even as I shake like a leaf.
           Catherine holds the door open, and I struggle to hold my head high and walk into his office.
            Two steps inside I hear the swoosh of the glass door shutting behind me and my systems halt at the familiar sight of the most beautiful office I’ve ever been in.
           His office is all vast marble and chrome, twelve-foot ceilings, and endless floor-to-ceiling windows.
           And there he is. The center of its axis. The center of my world.
           He’s pacing by the window, speaking into a headset in a low, low voice—the kind he uses when he’s pissed. All I can make out are the words have to be dead to let her fall into his clutches …
           He hangs up, and as if he feels me in the room, he turns his head. His eyes flare when he sees me. His green eyes.
           His achingly familiar, beautiful green eyes.
           He inhales, very slowly, his chest expanding, his hands curling a little at his sides as he looks at me.
           I look back at him.
           Malcolm Kyle Preston Logan Saint.
           I just walked into the eye of the most powerful storm of my life. No. Not a storm. A hurricane.
           Four weeks, I haven’t seen him. And he still looks exactly as I remember. Larger than life, and more irresistible than ever.
           His striking face is perfectly shaven today, and his sensual lips look so achingly full I can almost feel them against mine. Six-feet-plus of perfectly controlled male power stand before me, in a perfect black suit and a killer tie. He’s the very devil in Armani; strong-boned, square-jawed, gleaming dark hair and those penetrating eyes.
           He’s got the best eyes.
           They twinkle mercilessly when he teases me, and when he doesn’t tease me, they’re mysterious and unreadable, assessing and intelligent, keeping me guessing about his thoughts.
           But I had forgotten how cold those eyes used to be. Green arctic ice looks back at me now. Every fleck of ice in those eyes gleaming like diamond shards.
           He clenches his jaw and tosses the headset aside.
           He looks as approachable as a wall, his shoulders stretching his white shirt, which clings to his skin like a groupie. But I know he’s not a wall; I’ve never wanted to throw myself at a wall like this.
           He’s walking towards me. Every step he takes makes my heart pound as he moves with that quiet and confident own-the-world stride of his.
           He stops a few feet away and shoves his hands into his pants pockets; and he seems so big all of a sudden, and he smells so utterly good. I drop my eyes to his tie as the little candle of hope I walked in with starts to flicker with doubt.


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Blurb
The unexpected love story that began in MANWHORE continues heating up the pages in MANWHORE +1 by New York Times bestselling author Katy Evans...
Billionaire playboy? Check.
Ruthless businessman? Check.
Absolutely sinful? Check.
Malcolm Saint was an assignment. A story. A beautiful, difficult man I was supposed to uncover for a racy exposé.
I intended to reveal him, his secrets, his lifestyle--not let him reveal me. But my head was overtaken by my heart and suddenly nothing could stop me from falling. I fell for him, and I fell hard.
Malcolm Saint is absolute Sin, and I've become a hopeless Sinner.
Now that the assignment is over, Saint wants something from me--something unexpected--and I want this wicked playboy's heart. But how can I prove to the man who trusts no one that I'm worthy of becoming his plus one?

Manwhore (Book One)

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About the Author:


Hey! I’m Katy Evans and I love family, books, life, and love. I’m married with two children and three dogs and spend my time baking, walking, writing, reading, and taking care of my family. Thank you for spending your time with me and picking up my story. I hope you had an amazing time with it, like I did. If you’d like to know more about books in progress, look me up on the Internet, I’d love to hear from you!

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