Wednesday, February 11, 2015

McKenzie Brothers Series by Kimberly Nee

Author: Kimberly Nee
Series: The McKenzie Brothers
Genre: Historical Romance

The Pursuit #1
Born into privilege, Katherine Bainbridge never thought the day would come when she would be happy to find work as a maid. But having fled London to avoid being tried, convicted and hanged for murder, she will take whatever work she can get—even if the offer comes from the most beautiful man she has ever seen.
Garrett McKenzie needs to staff his new home, but when he sees Katherine the position that comes to mind does not involve mops and buckets. Determined to woo his lovely new maid into his bed, he will do whatever necessary to keep her there.
But when Katherine’s past comes back to haunt her, Garrett will do whatever he has to in order to prove that she can trust him with her life, as well as with her love.

Playing with Fire #2
The last place Heather Morgan thought she’d find herself was in a house of Eros. There she waited to be sold to the highest bidder as a way to pay off her father’s mountain of debt to the proprietor of the gaming house holding the auction.
Drew McKenzie had no intention of buying a mistress. But something about the delicate beauty with chestnut hair and gold-flecked dark eyes stirs something inside him. He's been hurt before and isn’t willing to risk his heart a second time.
But when Heather's scandalous past is exposed, Drew must choose between his love for Heather, or his family’s honor. Caught between the two, Drew realizes what it means to be playing with fire.

A Perfect Lady #3
When a night of passion leads to scandal, Rebecca Alexander has but one option; marry the man responsible for her downfall, or be cast from her prominent family. Unfortunately, all she can recall from that fateful night is the man’s name, and the memory of remarkable seductive skill.
American sea captain James McKenzie is no stranger to scandal, but this one comes with an angry father. One with the means to make James right his wrong. Faced with the choice between marrying Rebecca or being pressed into the Navy, James reluctantly takes a wife he neither wants nor needs.
As they journey from the West Indies to America, Rebecca and James realize there is something between them, something even stronger than their desire for one another. And if James’s past doesn’t come back to haunt him, he might even discover that his wife is indeed, a perfect lady for him.

Windemere #4
Thou shalt not covet thy best friend’s sister. For Julian McCallister, those words are easier said than done. But no matter how much he might wish otherwise, he is determined to keep Emma at arm’s length.
However, Emma McKenzie believes arm’s length is too far. For as long as she can remember, she’s been in love with Julian. It’s unfortunate he sees her as nothing more than Garrett's younger sister. Not to mention, she doesn’t believe the gossip that surrounds him, or the rumors of madness and murder regarding the tragedy in his past.
But that tragedy haunts Julian and when he and Emma are caught up in a scandal, it threatens not only the peace he’s finally found in her arms, but quite possibly her life as well.

Author Bio:
Kim fell in love with historical romance when she was sixteen, and blames Kathleen Woodiwiss for that, since it was her The Flame and the Flower that got her hooked. Not long after finishing it, she sat down to write one herself and now, many years later, here she is. 
Kim lives in New Jersey with her husband and their two children. When she's not pounding away at the computer keyboard, she does crossword and Sudoku puzzles, knits, breaks up the occasional wrestling match between the kids, and whenever she can find a few free minutes, she reads. She's also an avid fan of the New York Yankees, New York Giants, and the New York Rangers. She also loves Bruce Springsteen, Billy Joel, Elton John, and the Rolling Stones.


The Pursuit

Playing with Fire

A Perfect Lady

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Exaltation by Jamie Magee

Title: Exaltation
Author: Jamie Magee
Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal, Young Adult
Release Date: February 10th 2015
Fate is a twisted b*$#@, at least his was.

Was one soul worth the lives of millions? The quandary was one that Rydell King had no choice but to face. No matter the answer, the truth remained—innocence was created to destroy him. She was beautiful…extinguishing her to save his people seemed impossible, and maybe it was. As an immortal, his focus was to destroy the curse upon his people, as he devoured the emotion that bore him—exaltation, no matter the cost. She made him question everything.

Mercy had never been crueler.

     Raven was not known for having a long attention span and apparently the Veil did not hinder her virtue, or curse, depending how you saw it. She heard music, a guitar.
     Raven took a step toward it and as she did she felt a wave of electrical energy come over her. Her entire body was humming. She felt like she was waking up from a thick, languid dream. Like she was coming home. She had to get closer. Needed to get closer.
     Right as she started to move toward a wicked cool looking house her father clasped her elbow.
     “Raven. Focus. Any more questions?”
     “Can I find the dead musician? Oh. My. God. Is Elvis in here?”
     If there was one thing Raven could do it was make her father laugh. She loved doing that. But right then she was doing it so she could slowly edge toward that sensation she was feeling. It made everything move slower yet intensified everything. She had butterflies for the first time in her life and she had no idea why. Yearning, it was so rich that it almost hurt.
     “All right let’s practice getting out. Think of home.”
     Raven didn’t want to go home. She had to chase this feeling. “But—I.”
     “Show me you can get out,” he said with a raised brow.
     Out Raven thought with a pout on her face.
     As soon as Raven left the Veil the feeling left. She was never a fan of reality before but it had never felt as heavy as it did then. This blows.

     Before he could question why her lips were on his, which only made him draw a deeper breath, feel the high all the more, he felt the rush instantly—pure bliss.
     Vim, energy, Rydell was very aware of it all times. He felt hers pulling from him, yet it wasn’t. It was as if there was this unseen silk barrier between them—a division he wanted beyond.
     One hand reached for her waist, the other to cradle her face, when he felt her vim easing her back, he turned her against the wall. Nothing short of an atomic bomb would be strong enough to force them apart.
     His lips feasted on hers, his tongue intertwining, drawing in subtle breaths each time he could. His fingertips filtered through the long locks of her hair…again it felt like silk, as if there was some barrier between them. He could feel her, but not really…pressed against ecstasy but couldn’t reach it.
     His hand slowly fell, gliding past her shoulder, carefully down the side of her chest.
     So responsive.
     Finally reaching her hips he pulled her closer to him, forgetting where he was, what he was doing.
     Right now all he cared to know was why this felt majestic…forbidden.

     “It was a bloody dream…I saw you…I felt you. My chest ripped open with pure joy. Want,” he hung his head lower. “My virtue is my patience, or it was…until the likes of you came to mind, until I realized this pulse in my soul was because of you…I lost all willpower then, love. Every ounce.”
     His hands gripped the mantel. “I was a fool,” his gaze drifted to the side. “I landed in this hell, forevermore trapped. Our fate seized.” He swallowed stiffly. “…I can’t feel anything here. I can’t focus.”

     The last few hours flew by. Raven was warmed up enough and had seen Soren hop on the floor a bit ago to get himself loose.
     He had made it a point to skate around her and give her that look. The one that made the girls around them scream like they were at a concert and the lead singer just leapt down into the crowd.
     Raven found it hilarious they all thought she and Soren were really having some torrid love affair.
      “All right. All right!” the DJ said over the mic. “I don’t know about ya’ll but I’ve been feeling a little sizzle in the air.”
     The crowd screamed. Raven’s heart started to pound. She knew the spotlight was seconds away.
     “Maybe a little young love, hmmmm?” the DJ prompted. “I’ve been told that someone wants the floor cleared!” The crowd whistled and roared as they started to clear away. “That’s right, clear the floor so this man can hold his woman.” Catcalls were heard from as far as the auditorium.
     There were only a few stragglers on the floor so Raven started to pick up her skate. The lights went out which was her cue.  She rolled into the center just as the spotlight came on. This part was easy, a few spins and in and outs, but the whistles had already started.
     The music they were using was a mix of almost everything. It started out with a slow beat set to a snap and a deep bass that pounded at the perfect moment. Raven knew the second Soren glided on the floor because the girls screamed his name along with ‘marry me.’ Raven glanced back as if surprised he was skating toward her.
     He rolled right up to her, her back against his front. He reached his fingertips for her jaw and wistfully outlined her cheek as their bodies waved slowly head to toe. This routine started out sensual and you didn’t get any more sensual than that, two bodies moving in rhythm as one. 

     Raven spun in place and right as she did she stopped cold. What is it with this guy and dark places and crowds?  “Mystery man is here.” Right as Raven spoke he edged around the wall so you could only see half of him—not that the move made him look less hot, mind you. He was fit like Soren only taller, thicker. His hair wasn’t as long but it wasn’t short either.
     “Where?” River asked as she glanced from the Firebird to Raven.
     Raven spun back around. “The corner wall right where everyone and their momma are walking by.”
     River furrowed her brow in his direction but then someone revved up an engine and her attention moved back to the firebird. “I told you to kiss him and put him in his place. Prey or predator—there are only two choices in this game, Raven.”
     Raven sighed and rolled her eyes, games—screw games.
     “Do what? What am I missing?” Kimberly asked.
     “Nothing. I have to pass under the school to get to two of my classes and I always end up against this senior and he has a good time with that fact.” I kinda do too.
     “Does he, like, grope you or something?”
     “Not bad. I mean we are slammed into one another down there, but he’s put his hand on my hip and smelled my hair.”
     “Do what?” Kimberly almost shouted.
     “Yeah, he knows he’s cute.” Walking sex.
     “Which is why I told you to kiss him,” River said again, only partly paying attention. “You walk up to that boy and take control and he will get an attitude adjustment.”
     “I don’t get you two,” Kimberly said. “Kissing a boy to punish him?”
     “It’s the power struggle. Boys like him think they know a thing or two and just have to make us giggle to give them an in. You show them they don’t and they stop the BS. Then they’re the ones with the goose bumps and can’t think straight.”
     “You want to handle this for me? Because I’m not about to make a fool of myself,” Raven said. “I don’t claim to be a master in that department.”
     Kissing Soren was one thing. It was an act. Teasing a boy? She wasn’t mean enough to do that.
     “Who does?” River said with a sideways glare. “It’s not how good you are, it’s the way you do it.”

Author Bio:
Jamie Magee has always believed that each of us have a defining gift that sets us apart from the rest of the world, she has always envied those who have known from their first breath what their gift was. Not knowing hers, she began a career in the fast paced world of business. Raising a young family, and competing to rise higher in that field would drive some to the point of insanity, but she always found a moment of escape in a passing daydream. Her imagination would take her to places she’d never been, introduce her to people she’s never known. Insight, her debuting novel, is a result of that powerful imagination. Today, she is grateful that not knowing what defined her, led her on a path of discovery that would always be a part of her.



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Zombie Seed by PM Barnes

The world has changed but there are just some things Claire can't let go of. Haunted by the past and visions of carnage, she tries to make sense of the current landscape.
This proves to be harder than expected with the addition of new challenges and new love.
Journey through the first installment of the post-apocalyptic series and find out what happens when nowhere is safe, not even your own mind.

Author Bio:
I'm a poet turned fiction writer, who also happens to be an avid reader. I've had a library card for as long as I can remember and more books than you can fit into a studio apartment.

I have hosted multiple events for poets, musicians and storytellers. I feel most at home with artist because of their quest to have a more profound understanding of things.

As an author I find it hard to escape the perspective of being "the reader", the observer. In this way, I am able to enjoy the stories as they unfold from my hands. It also means that I am very conscious of the emotions that I cultivate in my readers. I know how to provide suspense and build relationships that bind you to the characters.

What I really love about stories surrounding the post-apocalypse and specifically zombie tales, is that it gets to the crux of all of our fears. It speaks to our desire to keep anarchy at bay and of how scared we are at the depth of our own depravity.
My main goal as a writer is to entertain. That being said, if you learn anything new about yourself or the world around you in the process of reading my work, then I feel like I have succeeded in providing you with something deeper.

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