Thursday, December 11, 2014

A Walk Through Fire by Felice Stevens

Title: A Walk Through Fire
Author: Felice Stevens
Genre: Adult, Gay Romance
Release Date: November 25, 2014

Years after running away from an abusive foster family, Asher Davis still inwardly struggles with the guilt of leaving his foster brothers behind. He’s climbed to unimaginable heights as a ruthless, high-powered attorney, creating a life of power and control. He takes whatever and whoever he wants.

Blaming himself for the death of his parents, Dr. Drew Klein retreats into a shell of loneliness, merely going through the motions of life.  After a disastrous, short-lived marriage, Drew decides to leave his lucrative medical practice to set up a clinic for abused young men and women. The decision has more repercussions than Drew could ever imagine when the dark and sensual Ash Davis volunteers to help.

Although Drew isn’t gay, Ash is inexplicably drawn to him. He vows to simply bed him and forget him like he's done with every other man.  However, Drew's sweet and caring nature and unexpected passion stun and frighten Ash, who questions his right to any happiness at all.  And when Ash befriends an abused young man who unwittingly draws the clinic into danger, threatening Drew’s safety and that of his beloved grandmother, Ash discovers that there is nothing he won’t sacrifice to protect the love he never thought he’d find.

I'm not sure which one spoke to me more, Asher or Drew, but either way it was all win-win as far as I was concerned. The story, the characters, the setting, everything just jumped right off the page.  When I read the summary, I expected not to really feel much for Asher right away, I was afraid he was going to be a player who needed to earn his way into my heart.  Was I wrong!  He had my heart right away.  I sure hope that we haven't heard the end of these amazing characters.


     “Have a drink, Drew, and tell me why you’re here.” Ash sipped his vodka and stared at him over the rim of his glass.
     “No, thanks, I’m driving. But I do want to talk to you.” The man was a study in contrasts. Drew couldn’t think of a time he hadn’t seen Ash perfectly dressed, every hair in place, looking like he’d stepped out of a men’s fashion magazine.
     Tonight however…well he looked off-kilter. Though he still had on his clothes from earlier, that white button down shirt and black slacks, the shirt was wrinkled and unbuttoned lower than he’d ever seen. Dark stubble shadowed along his jaw, and his hair lay unkempt and disheveled. Drew shifted on the sofa. “Look, I know this may sound stupid, but my grandmother was concerned about you, so she asked me to stop by and check up on you.”
     “And of course you do everything your nana says.”
     Drew’s face flamed. “Fuck you, Davis.”
     A tiny smirk hit the corner of Ash’s lips. “What’s the matter, Doc? The truth hurts?”
     The bastard. After all the nice things his grandmother had said about him, how she’d worried about him, this was his response? To act like the snide sarcastic son of a bitch he was at their first meeting? How dare he treat her concern as if it were nothing? And to think he’d actually thought they were friends. “What the hell do you know about the truth, huh? No one knows anything about you; you have no friends, no lover.” He stood, ready to leave. “No wonder you’re all alone. No one cares about you. You aren’t worth it.” Shit, he’d never spoken so cruelly to anyone. But then again, no one had ever gotten under his skin like Ash Davis.
     Like a snake uncoiled, Ash jumped off the sofa and grabbed him by the shoulder. “Take that back.”
     “What’s the matter, Davis? The truth hurts?” He mimicked Ash’s earlier words to him, and saw a flare of anger gleam in those colorless, glittering eyes.
     “You fucking bastard. Who are you to say I’m not worth it, that no one cares about me? I have friends. People like me. Don’t you ever say I’m not worth it. I matter goddamn you. I fucking matter.”
     Ash tried to grab onto him, but Drew wrenched away and took off for the door, speaking over his shoulder.
     “People don’t like you, Ash, they want to fuck you because you’re beautiful. That’s not liking. That’s not a friendship. How many relationships have you ever had with another man? You’ve never even had a boyfriend or a permanent relationship have you, because you have to have a heart. You have to care about someone. How can you value someone else in your life when you don’t even value yourself?”

Author Bio:
I have always been a romantic at heart. I believe that while life is tough, there is always a happy ending just around the corner. I started reading traditional historical romances when I was a teenager, then life and law school got in the way. It wasn’t until I picked up a copy of Bertrice Small and became swept away to Queen Elizabeth’s court that my interest in romance novels became renewed.

But somewhere along the way, my tastes shifted. While I still enjoys a juicy Historical romance, I began experimenting with newer, more cutting edge genres and discovered the world of Male/Male romance. Once I picked up her first, I became so enamored of the authors, the character-driven stories and the overwhelming emotion of the books, I knew I wanted to write my own.

I live in New York City with my husband and two children and hopefully soon a cat of my own. My day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a glass or two of red wine. I practice law but daydream of a time when I can sit by a beach somewhere and write beautiful stories of men falling in love. Although there is bound to be angst along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed.

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Pointe of Passion by Annalie Walker

Title: Pointe of Passion
Author: Annalie Walker
Series: Dancer's Desire #1
Release Date: October 25, 2014

Have you ever thought you had your life all figured out, only to wake up one day and realize that you have to start all over?

DEVASTATED by a career-ending injury, professional ballerina Mia Parker decides to move back to her hometown of West Trenton to open a dance studio and begin again.

DETERMINED to do what is best for his young daughter, Jaxson Sinclair finds himself adrift as a single Dad after his unstable marriage suddenly ends in tragedy.

DESTINED to find each other, there is no denying the attraction between them, but can he get past the self-blame of the accident?

DESIRED by Jaxson, will Mia be the push he needs to start living again? Although the obstacles of starting over are endless, they discover comfort in each other’s arms. Can Jax bring this dancer to the Pointe of Passion where she never wants to go back?

Sometimes starting over can make all of your dreams and desires come true.

     I opened the door when we pulled up in my driveway and got out before he even had a chance to turn the car off. He got out and quickly followed me up the walkway. I turned around at the front door with my hands on my hips. “Look Jaxson, I am really tired and I just want to go inside and go to bed. Thank you for taking me, but I will talk to you later.”
     He advanced on me so fast that my head was spinning when he pressed me up against the front door. He had his mouth crushed to mine before I could even protest. His hands were on either side of my face holding my mouth to his. I tried to push away, but he didn’t budge.
     His tongue darted out and licked the seam of my lips. I tried to push away once more, but my resolve was quickly tearing down and the push was barely more than a nudge. My hands stayed on his chest and slowly made their way up until they were locked around his neck.
     “Mia, I don’t want anyone but you. Let me make love to you,” he whispered against my lips.
     My mouth had a mind of its own and parted to let him in. As his tongue intertwined with mine and I knew I had lost this fight.

Author Bio:
Annalie Walker was born and raised in Louisiana. She is the wife to a sometimes home, sometimes not airline pilot husband and the mother of two fabulous children.  If she is not at the soccer field with one, you can find her in the dance studio with the other. Of the two, she is most comfortable in the dance studio since she also grew up there.
She spends her days in the pharmacy, her evenings carpooling kids and her nights lost in a good book. On the weekends, you can find her cheering for her favorite football teams. She has just recently found her passion for writing. She likes her books the same way she likes her food, spicy. She has just recently published her first novel Pointe of Passion on Amazon. Look for Book Two in the Dancer’s Desire Series coming soon!

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Rook & Ronin by JA Huss

How far are you willing to go to start over?

Rook Walsh is homeless, jobless, and down to her last ten bucks when opportunity knocks her in the head and delivers a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Internationally renowned photographer, Antoine Chaput, knows the minute he spies Rook in his studio that she's got The Look. The dark and desperate look he must have to land the exclusive TRAGIC media contract.

Rook is paired up with top model Ronin, and he knows exactly what to do to make her blush for Antoine's camera. Her luck changes in an instant and suddenly she's got more attention and exposure than she can handle—both in front of the camera and behind the scenes.

Manic #2
TRAGIC is over and Rook is ready for the future—Spencer Shrike and the STURGIS contract!

It's three months of body art modeling! That means three months of Spencer Shrike's paintbrush all over her body, three months in front of Antoine's camera, and three months of twenty-four-hour filming for Spencer's Biker Channel reality show.

Wait a minute… what reality show? Maybe she should've read that STURGIS contract a little closer?

Sure, Rook's bank account is overflowing, but Ronin is angry, Clare is trying to escape rehab, Antoine is a worried mess, and Elise is just trying to hold everyone together. Rook's new family is about to fall apart before she even gets the chance to enjoy it.

Panic #3
Rook is chasing her dream—film school and a chance at a life beyond the one she ran from six months ago. But before she can become the girl she wants to be, she must deal with the girl she left behind.

Ronin is also chasing his dream—a family of his own and a life away from erotic modeling. And he too, has a past he’s trying to forget. A past that makes Rook question everything about their life together.

Lies, secrets, and shocking truths will rock the foundation Rook and Ronin have built. Can they put the past behind them and move forward together? Or is this just another too good to be true relationship that will crash and burn in the end?

The Rook and Ronin Series has seven books total:
4 - SLACK: A Day in the Life of Ford Aston
5 - TAUT: The Ford Book
6 - BOMB: A Day in the Life of Spencer Shrike
7 - GUNS: The Spencer Book

     The girl catches me staring and I hold my breath. But neither of us turns away. We stare, unabashed, until Antoine's direction pulls her back into the shoot and she's lost again—guarded and unhappy, frowning and resigned. She's a blackbird sitting in a tree staring out at the world, daring the wind to come and knock her off the swaying bough.
     She is wrecked, Elise is right. But she's not down yet. The look on her face is defiant.
    When I look over at the clock it's well past five. Antoine has been shooting her for almost two hours. Elise left a while back but whether she's still here in the studio or up in her apartment, I have no idea. I lost track of her because my eyes are only on the girl.
     Antoine does pretty well until the end. It's clear he's finished shooting and the girl is starting to look uncomfortable when he asks her what she was thinking about during the shoot.
     I cringe. No, you don't ask them! You make them want to tell you, you idiot! I want to pull him aside and stop the crash and burn that's coming, but it's too late. She snaps at him and he pulls back when he realizes his mistake.
     He turns the conversation to business and this is where it really gets interesting. She tells him she's not a model and has no portfolio. I'm just about to laugh when she starts yelling about pictures as payment.
     I look back towards Elise's station and realize she forgot to explain the terms to her.
     We are so off our game today. One tragic girl has disrupted all the carefully laid plans and protocols we've had in place for years.
     The tragic girl storms off yelling. Antoine walks over to me and we wait together as she rants to Elise.
     "You better fix this, Antoine," I say calmly, but inside I'm screaming too. "Pay the fucking girl, she needs the money."
     He snorts like a fucking Frenchman. "I do not pay for test shoots."
     "This," I say, turning to face him, "was no test shoot and you know it. You've got hundreds of shots in that camera. Pay her and make sure she comes back or I won't do the contract. I want her. I've put up with hundreds of stupid girls over the years for you and I've never asked you for a favor like this. I want this one, or I won't do it."
     He fishes through his pocket and pulls out the cash that Clare never earned.
     The studio door slams and we are all reminded that two models have walked out on us today.
     "Elise!" Antoine calls, thrusting the bills out at her. "Catch her, pay her, and invite her back on Monday."
     Elise grabs the money and flies out the door.
     "We're in trouble, Ronin. She is trouble." He turns a little to look me in the eye, something he rarely does unless he's serious and wants me to consider his advice. "You should stay away from her, keep it professional. Or it might get messy."
     I shrug. "I'll do what I want. And staying away from her isn't even in the top million things I want to do with that girl."
     "Elise will hurt you if you ruin this one, Ronin. She won't tolerate another Mardee."
     Fuck you, is what I think. But I don't say it, I just sigh and we wait in silence for Elise to come back.

     "You scare me, Rook."
     "Why?" I ask, puzzled.
     "Because your future is making itself right now, this very moment. And you have no idea it's happening. I want you so completely it hurts. But you and I are in two totally different places."
     My whole body shivers with a chill as I absorb his words. I swallow. "That sounds like the beginning of a break-up speech. Are you breaking up with me?"
     He scoots my bottom closer, thrusting himself inside me a little more. "I love you, Rook. I'm not breaking up with you. But it's all bad timing, you know?"
     I shake my head. "No, not really."
     "My career started when I was seventeen. I've done everything you're just getting a taste of now. I've traveled all over the world, I've made a shitload of money, I have pretty much everything I want."
     "Except the only thing I really want."
     I wait for it, but he lets out a long sigh and holds it in. "Is it a secret?"
     He lets out a soft laugh and rocks himself into me again. "No, it's not. I already told you that night we went to the zoo."
     "A family," I say, a little breathless now because what he's doing, this serious conversation combined with the sensual lovemaking, is making my heart pound.
     "Yes. I'm done, Rook. I can live off the money I've made for decades. I'm ready to do something else. Start something new."
     "Well, how is that a problem for us?" I ask, lifting up and slipping down on him. It's his turn to become breathless. "I'm not against the idea, you know."
     He smiles as his hand reaches up to cup my breast.
     I shiver again, but this time it's a good one.
     "Not against the idea is not the same as on board." His fingers stop and his hands wrap around my waist as he slides me back and forth across his lap. My whole body flushes with heat and I tip my head back and close my eyes.
     "I'm looking for a partner."
     I swallow. "I'd like to be that partner, but—"
     He waits.
     I open my eyes. He's watching me very closely, his hands still gliding over my body, slowly—so, so slowly. My clit throbs against his friction.
     He waits.
     "I'm scared too, Ronin. But of very different things."
     He wraps his arms around me completely and buries his face in my neck, tasting the water on my skin left over from the misting shower spray. "I'll take care of you, Rook."
     I take a deep breath and let it out. "I want you to take care of me, Ronin."
     His palms slide up underneath my wet hair and then he fists it, just a little, like a claim. It makes me hesitate, but then he pulls me forward until my cheek touches his. "Then let me, just let me put it all together for us. I can make you happy."

     My phone beeps an incoming text just as I settle back on my couch and turn on the TV.
     My heart flutters a little as I read the text.

Dear Rook (AKA Gidget),
I’ve never had the urge to write a love letter but I’m lying in bed, looking over at your side, wondering if I can somehow change your mind about this whole deal and talk you into coming the fuck home. (I’m a selfish asshole, I know.) But I get that you need this so I’ll just say this instead: I felt like I was leaving a piece of my soul behind the moment I left. And every second that passes, I miss you like that, times a million. 
Ronin (AKA Larue)

     I press call under his name and he picks up on the first ring. “Ronin Flynn, you are like a door.”
     He laughs. “It was that touching, huh?”
     “Not a window where you can see through to the other side and be sure of what’s coming. But a door, still closed and leading to every opportunity imaginable and requiring a leap of faith that the risk is worth it. You are my doorway to endless possibilities and I’m ready to take that risk.”
     I can hear him swallow on the other end and when he’s done his words rumble out in his deep, sexy voice. “Rook, I’m not a risk, I’m a sure thing. You’re the only girl I want to build a future with. Ever. You’re the one, Rook. The love that only comes around once in a lifetime and I refuse to settle for anything else.”
     He’s perfect. Simply perfect. “I love your love letter, Larue. It made me sigh like a schoolgirl.”
     “Well, you are a schoolgirl, right? I think I’m gonna have to go looking for a little tartan skirt and some knee socks. Dress you all up in a sexy outfit this weekend.”
     “If you do that, I might have to be bad on purpose, Mr. Flynn.”
     “Don’t tease, Gidget, or I’ll spank you.”
     “You promise that so much and never come through. I hardly get excited about it anymore.”
     He guffaws this time and I can practically picture his gorgeous smile lighting up his electric blue eyes. “I can’t fucking wait until Friday.”
     I giggle a little as I picture our Friday. “I might just ditch class early, Mr. Flynn.”
     “And that will earn you two spankings, Miss Corvus.”
     “Promises, promises.”

Author Bio:
J. A. Huss likes to write new adult books that make you think and keep you guessing. Her favorite genre to read is space opera, but since practically no one reads those books, she writes new adult science fiction, paranormal romance, contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and books about Junco (who refuses to be saddled with a label).

She has an undergraduate degree in horses, (yes, really–Thank you, Colorado State University) and a master’s degree in forensic toxicology from the University of Florida. She used to have a job driving around Colorado doing pretty much nothing but shooting the breeze with farmers, but now she just writes, runs the New Adult Addiction and Clean Teen Reads Book Blogs, and runs an online science classroom for homeschoolers.




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The Sect by Courtney Lane

Title: The Sect 
Author: Courtney Lane 
Genre:  Dark Erotic Thriller
Release Date: December 12, 2014 

***Warning: This book contains pretty much every dark theme there is. 
Not recommended for those with any triggers or sensitivities to violence, 
dubious  and/or absent consent, and deviant sexual acts***

Keaton Mara ran away from a life that had become a nightmare to live on the streets. While the location she now calls home is a dangerous place, she is protected by an unlikely friendship.
The streets provided her with the education she could’ve never earned from the prestigious university she attended. Regrettably, the term ‘educated fool’ becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy. Due to meeting a man with whom she shares a captivating chemistry with, her judgement is clouded, resulting in a fateful decision.

The consequence of trusting the prepossessing stranger results in her being stolen away to a place unknown. Her deceptive new surroundings are just as beautiful as the people who reside there. She discovers that it’s a place where the culture of sex without limits or morals is their religion.

Keaton quickly begins to realize that the beautiful scenery serves to hide a very dark truth. The seductive and enigmatic man—who lured her there—desires to save her soul. His intentions are sinister, because saving her soul is synonymous with breaking her.

Because Keaton believes her soul was brutally stolen from her many years ago, she thinks he can’t save (or destroy) something she no longer has.


Author Bio:
I’ve been creating my own little world since I was very young. When I was eight years old, I began to bring those worlds to life with pen and paper.

Although I’ve had a few short hiatuses, writing has been of passion of mine for many years. I've always viewed my writing as a hobby or a purgative process; I never thought to share my very personal works with anyone outside of my family. Now, I’m taking the plunge and self-publishing my works. I’m very excited and apprehensive about the opportunity to share my work with people who may enjoy it.

While I write across genres (I find it hard to stick to one genre), I do have an archetype when it comes to the female protagonist — they have to have certain brand of strength and layered personalities. There will often be a lot of darkness and depth to my stories, because I'm intrigued by characters who are thrust into "dark" situations that explore their psyche.

I prefer gritty love stories, where the protagonist isn't necessarily the girl next door, or the girl you encounter in everyday life. In other words, I don't tend to write characters who are easy to fall in love with.

The elements that will be common in my stories are: depth, controversy, thought-provoking and complex plots, and misfit characters.

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The Next Target by Marcel Trigueiro

Title: The Next Target
Author: Marcel Trigueiro
Genre: Mystery, Cyber-Thriller, Political Procedural
Release Date: December 8, 2014

When fear is used as a weapon, the panic paralyses the target like a spider web which immobilizes the preys in the last seconds of their existences. Thenceforth, eliminating a life becomes something elementary.

Rio de Janeiro had already experienced the climate of terror at the end of 2010, with cars and buses being constantly torched overnight. Now, a similar climate settles in the city, but this time the targets have names and surnames. Hundreds of thousands of people are progressively threatened by terrorists who seem to know all the details of their lives. Some of them are cowardly murdered, in a demonstration that anyone can die.

Matheus Erming is the Computer Forensics specialist responsible for examining the computers used by the victims and for finding out how details of their daily routines, kinship and friendship relations were taken by the perpetrators of the attacks. The investigations are the starting point of a persecution not only cybernetic, which touches the lower levels of the organized crime and chases for the roots of chaos in the city. During this race, the security of Matheus' family is also put at risk. When this happens, he knows he has only one choice: to go further, at any cost.

Matheus had never wanted to accomplish any goal as much as he wanted to accomplish this one thing. He wanted to catch these killers. It hadn't been fair to his brother, and it wasn't fair for the victims of these terrorists. The rational hesitation, the doubt and the natural fear of the dark possibilities of what he was about to do, tried to prevent him from committing what he would normally consider an atrocity. But what could be a more brutal atrocity than what had already occurred?  He had a choice. If he really wanted to prevent the escape, he couldn't wait one more second. And yet, if he didn't want to risk his own life, it would be better to stay where he was.

Author Bio:
Almost five years ago, I started writing a novel. At first, all I knew was that the protagonist would be a Computer Forensics specialist, since a regular programmer or software engineer would be too boring for the plots I could figure. It would be better for someone to be able to hold a gun, involved in some mystery built from solid and real Information Security principles.

As for the antagonist, sorry, I can't reveal anything about him/her now.

Still about the building of the plot; months passed, years elapsed, and after countless review rounds (made also by professionals) the book is finally finished and fully translated to English.

The title: The Next Target

I hope you enjoy.

Best regards,
Marcel T.

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