Saturday, August 24, 2013

Fighting Destiny by Amelia Hutchins - Blog Tour - Review






Title: Fighting Destiny
Author: Amelia Hutchins
Genre: Paranormal Romance





Synopsis:

Have you ever heard of the old Celtic legends of the Fae- beautiful, magical, and deadly creatures that have a love of messing with humans just for kicks and giggles?

Welcome to my world.

What started out as a strange assignment, lead to one of the most gruesome murder mysteries of our times. My friends and I are set and determined to find out who is killing off Fae and Witches alike.

Couple of problems in the way – I hate the Fae and the Prince of the Dark Fae is bound and determined that I work for him. He’s a rude, overbearing egotistical ass with a compulsive need to possess, dominate and control me. Oh – did I mention that he is absolutely sex-on-a-stick gorgeous and he makes me feel things that I never ever wanted to feel for a Fae...every time he touches me or looks at me with those dangerous golden eyes he seems to pull me further in under his spell, despite my better judgment.

My friends and I can’t trust anyone and nothing is as it seems on the surface – not even me.


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Excerpt  (Rated PG)

"I don’t make excuses for what I am, or what I do.  I play hard.  I love hard, and I fuck even harder Syn, I am what I am.  So if you play games with me, keep in mind, I will be more than happy to play them with you—and I always win," he growled close to my ear before his lips gently fanned against mine.  When I looked up, he was once again standing beside Zahruk with his lips twisted in a devastating smile that was a touch of seduction and amusement.  

It was the first time I'd seen him move like that—no not move.  He'd just sifted time and space.  I had known the Fae could do it, and even though I'd known he should've been able to, it still shocked me to my very being.  I'd never seen it done before, ever.  

I brought my hand up against my lips still feeling his kiss burning against them.  I shook from the need to chase him, and see where that kiss would lead to.  I didn’t, instead I turned away from him, searching through the crowd for an empty spot to stand in, away from what my body was feeling for Ryder.  




Playlist:

Fighting Destiny Playlist
Scenes from Fighting Destiny©2013 Amelia Hutchins

Sex on Fire, Kings of Leon
"Not until I tell you to come Syn, in this place, I am your master, and you come when I fucking allow it. Your pussy gets rewarded when you please me, do you understand, or do I need to teach you how to serve me?"

Closer, Nine Inch Nails
"Ryder," I sighed without meaning to.
"Stop thinking, Syn.  You keep over-thinking everything."
My lip trembled with the need to either kiss him, or run.  I settled on biting it softly while his hands held me in place.  The one on the small of my back came around softly pressing against the silk of the skirt as he rubbed his hand across my ass through the wispy material.  He lifted my leg and placed it on the bed carefully.
I watched his nostrils flare as the glow became more apparent, and he allowed me to see the full fire that I’d created in him.  "No panties?" He questioned through a guttural tone.


Broken, Seether
"You keep saying you can't, and it's a lie. You won't. You hide in the fucking past. You're not living Syn, you're just going through the motions of it. You want me, I can smell it—you need it as much as I do right now. The difference is, I can admit to what I want—you can't."


Godsmack, I Stand Alone
"I.  Am.  Not.  You’re.  Any-Fucking-Thing!"
"You will be," he said, with an air of confidence that only pissed me off more.


Puddle Of Mudd, Control
"I'm not sleeping with you.  I don’t care if you're starving and writhing on the fucking floor.  I'll walk over you and out that damn the door.  I'll drag someone else back to you—but it won't be me you feed off of, ever."
His lips twitched, but his eyes stayed emotionless.  "Writhing on the floor?"
"Writhing," I confirmed.
"I do not writhe on the floor, ever."
"Good, then we are on the same page." I said smoothly.




Carly Simon, You’re So Vain
Great, that’s all I needed right now.  Smell the Dark Prince who is carrying you up the damn stairs like Cinder-freaking-rella!

Limp Bizkit, Behind Blue Eyes
"I'll be strong for you Syn, if you need it.  You don’t always have to be the strong one, I'll be your glue if you want to crumble, I'll hold you together,"
It just is, simple as that.  That kind of love doesn't die.  It withers the soul without the other to keep it alive. Eventually, it turns you bitter and cynical."

Stained, Believe
"No surprises in there, if you get in trouble this ends.  Do you understand me?"
"Yes master," I grumbled, and then winced at the heat that flashed to life in his eyes.
"Mmm I like that word on your lips."

Nine Inch Nails, Head Like Hole
Ryder turned around and looked down at me sharply in warning.  "Showtime Synthia, kiss me."
My mouth went dry.  All the fluid inside my body went shooting straight to my vagina.  I licked my lips nervously.  "Seriously? That is like the opposite of what I just said outside."
"Prove you can do this, now." His eyes searched my face, and with the single look I melted for him. I was pathetic, a pile of fucking mush from once single look!

Stone Sour, Through the Glass
"How old are you?" He continued.
"Twenty one years old.  Going on one hundred."
He smiled, but it was all teeth, "Funny girl."


Snow Patrol, Chasing Cars
"I didn’t forget who I was, Syn.  I knew exactly who I was and who I was with when I lost control."

Three Days Grace, I hate Everything About You
His eyes lit up, and he shook his head as more Faemagic pushed into my mind.  It was painful at first, but gone instantly when his lips caressed mine.  I moaned and pushed against his mouth with need for him that was so hot and fierce, that I was afraid I'd be left in a pile of ash if he didn’t continue and give me more of his mouth.  When he pulled away, I cried from the loss. "Ryder."
"What's your name?" He demanded in a husky voice, filled with hunger.
"Syn. Now shut up and kiss me Ryder."


Sublime, Bad Fish
I tore my eyes away from him with a nervous laugh bubbling inside of me.  He stepped in and slid his magnificent body in slowly into the water.  "Relax Syn, I promise to be gentle—the first time."

"The first time?" I asked meeting his hard penetrating stare.

Trapt, Headstrong
His eyes challenged me, but he remained silent as he pulled one of my legs out from where I had been holding them up against my body.  His eyes stayed locked with mine as his fingers rubbed the pads of my foot.  "This isn't going to be over fast Syn, it's going to take more than once to get you out of my system."

AC/DC, You Shook me all Night Long
I wasn’t sure I wanted to be out of his system. I should have been happy to hear it, but it sat like a rock on my chest.  "You really think you can fuck me out of your system?"

Disturbed, Down With the Sickness
"No Syn, nothing with you could be that easy," he said showing his teeth as he pulled my leg and made me lose my balance in the water.

Kings of Leon, Use Somebody
"Not used to getting compliments, are you?" He said moving us closer together until my body was completely flushed with his.

"No," I replied honestly.

"I scare you Syn, make you feel things you are afraid of admitting."

Seether, FMLYHM
"I don’t make excuses for what I am, or what I do. I play hard. I love hard, and I fuck even harder Syn, I am what I am. So if you play games with me, keep in mind I will be more than happy to play them with you and...I always win."


Extended Playlist
Metallica Of Wolf and Man
Nine Inch Nail Hurt Head Like a Hole
Saliva Superstar
Trapt Headstrong
AC/DC Thunderstruck
Bullet For My Valentine Your Betrayal
Creed My Own Prison
CCR Bad Moon Rising
Crossfade Cold
Fuel Bad Day/Hemorrhage
Fun Some Nights
House of Pain Jump Around
The Lumineers Hey Ho
Hinder So Far Away
Nirvana Heart-Shaped Box
Papa Roach Last Resort/Scars
Powerman 5000 When Worlds Collide
Saving Abel Addicted
White Zombie More Human than the Human
Sublime
Flo Rida
Third Eye Blind
Matchbox Twenty
Blake Shelton
Buckcherry
The Calling
Pitbull

 Nikki's 5+++ star Review: 

I was really excited when I got the email to join the Fighting Destiny blog tour. I first came across the book on Amazon while searching for a Fae book and immediately added it to my wish list. The first thing I noticed was the amazing cover! The tattoos, his glowing eyes and hands, I just had to see what it was about. The synopsis is short, catchy, and just vague enough to convince you that you have to know what it's about. Not to mention the way is Ryder described was enough for me to want it! Then add Witches with the Fae and I'm sold! 

I devoured this book!! In a mere few hours it was done. I didn't want to put it down! If I didn't have 3 small kids needing to be taken care of there would have been nothing to stop me from reading it in one setting. That's how mesmerizing it is! It has such a unique concept. The story is original and fresh, the characters were strong, funny, feisty, and charming. I've read many, many Fae books but nothing comes close to this. It's full of action, humor, mystery, a bit of romance and some STEAMY, HOTT sex!!

Syn is a witch who hates the Fae. She also happens to be who Ryder, Prince of the dark Fae, wants to work for him. Of course this doesn't go over well with Syn. Ryder is everything the synopsis says he is. 

He’s a rude, overbearing egotistical ass with a compulsive need to possess, dominate and control me. Oh – did I mention that he is absolutely sex-on-a-stick gorgeous and he makes me feel things that I never ever wanted to feel for a Fae

There is so much to this book. Never a dull moment. Things happen that I never see coming. I know there were many times that my mouth was hanging open like O.M.G. what just happened. It made me laugh, it made me angry, and swoon, drool, and even cry! I never expected to feel so much emotion for the characters. They are easy to love and connect with. 
After finishing, I was talking with one of my blogger friends also on the tour and we were speculating what's going to happen next and just exactly who Ryder is. It's mysterious and intriguing and down-right AH-MAZING!!

I suggest anyone who is a fan of Fae or paranormal books in general to STOP whatever you are doing and READ THIS BOOK! I know when the sequel comes out, that's exactly what I'm going to be doing. It's one of those that you can't wait to see what's happening next! Easily one of my all-time favorite books! When the next book comes out don't worry if you don't hear from me in a while. I will be lost in Syn and Ryder's world! 

Go now to whatever retailer you buy books from and BUY THIS BOOK!!


Author Bio:



Amelia lives in the great Pacific Northeast with her family. When not writing she can be found on her page Erotica Book Club. She's an avid reader of everything paranormal romance.

How to find Amelia








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Friday, August 23, 2013

Truth by Aleatha Romig - Blog Tour






 Synopsis: 

Claire Nichols endured the CONSEQUENCES of Anthony Rawlings’ vendetta. When she first arrived to his home, her goal was survival. Through strength and compartmentalization Claire captivated her captor. Her resilience in the face of his rule threatened Anthony’s well developed plan. Domination became desire and power turned to love. Their passion and adoration in a world of opulence appeared perfect. Yet, reality was a roller coaster of emotion. Claire’s world teetered on the edge of sanity as Antony monitored her every move. When given the opportunity to flee, Claire drove away. A fateful decision which set a well laid plan into motion. However, unbeknownst to either of them, there were others who saw past the perfect facade of Anthony Rawlings. There were others who saw the TRUTH. Conspiracy and unfulfilled promises result in an early prison release for Claire. Not just a release – a pardon. According to the law, her crime never happened! Will it be that easy? Faced with freedom from her past... can Claire seize it? Can she build a new life, mend her broken spirit, become the woman she once was, and seek her own revenge? Or is it all a game? And does the game master have different plans? How does Sophia Burke fit into the puzzle that is Tony and Claire? Will her presence affect the future of this well esteemed man? Can he dominate twice? Is that his goal? TRUTH continues the tumultuous saga of CONSEQUENCES, introduces new players, and uncovers more intrigue. Aleatha Romig skillfully weaves past transgressions through current deception to create a fervent world of obsessed desire. In this reality can an all-consuming relationship survive? When buried sins are discovered they threaten not only Tony and Claire’s future -- but their very lives! Will the TRUTH be revealed in time?

 

Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Truth-Consequences-ebook/dp/B009ZKST1I/ref=sr_1_1_bnp_1_kin?ie=UTF8&qid=1375678131&sr=8-1&keywords=truth+aleatha+romig

 

Barnes & Noble:http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/truth-aleatha-romig/1113690384?ean=2940015928396

 








Excerpt:


Tony leaned back and rubbed his face. With a new focus, he demanded, “Take off my t-shirt.”

Claire stood taller. Her chin rose indignantly. “Excuse me?”

He stood. His body towered over her as his voice hardened, “Take off my shirt.”

“Tony, I didn’t bring any night clothes... I didn’t think you’d ...”

“I don’t give a damn about the shirt. I want to see you.”

Claire stammered. It’d been a while since she’d experienced this domineering personality. “See me?”

“I can see your face and your legs... I want to see what that bastard did to you.”

She reached for his hand and kept her voice steady, “I’m fine, but I want you to come to bed...with me.”

His stoic expression remained, “I planned to call for dinner. Instead, I found the bar. It’s been a rather stressful few days.” Claire inched closer. His sudden grasp on her shoulders stopped her progress. “I should never have let you return to California.” Shaking his head, he released her, and stepped backward. In a tone she remembered, he commanded, “I believe I’ve said this more than once... take off the damn t-shirt.”

Her innate training prevailed; disobeying wasn’t an option. She reached for the hem. Trembling, she lifted the cotton above her head and exposed her battered body, covered only by a pair of flesh-colored lace panties.

His hardened expression continued in silence... until her trembling registered. Suddenly, he fell to his knees and gently clutched her hips. His lips gently brushed her stomach and tenderly caressed her battered mid-section. The domineering voice disappeared; his actions spoke of love and possession. Holding his head for support, her fingers wove through his hair. Claire whispered, “Please, Tony, please, can we go to bed?”

His lips continued to caress her bruised body. Each kiss electrified her skin, melting her insides until her legs turned to jelly. When her knees buckled, she knelt before him and their eyes met.

“You’re mine.” His words weren’t debatable. He wasn’t asking.

“Tony, bed... please?”

“I’m trying so hard. You have no idea the restraint I’m enlisting...yet, all I can think about are his hands on you.”

“Tony, I’m fine. I’m all right. I’m with you.”

“But, you weren’t. You were with him.”

“He just wanted your money...”

Tony clutched her frame. His dark eyes burned with desire and despair. “I’m not talking about Chester.”

Claire froze. Her heart pounded in her chest. Somewhere deep, she knew the scene in the hospital went too well. She framed Tony’s face and watched as he searched her emerald eyes. With all her might, she tried to keep them subdued. “Iwasn’t with you,” she whispered. “We weren’t together.”

His loud visceral response was unreadable.

“But now...” her lips touched his, “now, I want to be... please,Tony.”

One of the hands which held her waist now roughly seized her loose damp hair, pulling her head back, and exposing her slender neck. His lips met the soft skin with equal force. A shocked moan escaped her lips. Tony’s unbridled passion ignited her, creating a sudden rush of heat overpowering any impulses of pain crying out from her tender scalp. His rough stubble scratched her collar bone, and his voice resonated throughout the suite like a low growl, “Are you sure?”

The fervent lust tightened her insides. Momentarily, speech was lost. Finally, she whimpered, “I am.”

He continued his unrelenting assault, holding her tighter, wildly claiming everything before him. His fire consumed everything in its path, a passion which held no bounds. Claire never felt so desired; her whole body ached for his touch. When he paused she saw the flames in his dark eyes. The inferno wasn’t frightening; it fueled her desire. His low growl became more demanding, “You are mine.”

She kissed his stubbly neck, hearing, as well as feeling, a rumble from the back of his throat. Once again, he pulled her hair, tipped her head, and bathed her in the aroma of whiskey. His glaring abyss penetrated as he demanded, “Say it!”

Her emerald eyes begged for understanding, uncertain of what he wanted.

“Say you’re mine and nobody else’s.”

Despite his command and her powerful yearning, Claire’s eyes shone. Her voice resonated above his growl, “Yes, Tony,you are mine and nobody else’s.”

She watched. A spark penetrated his dark gaze–a flash of light where only moments before darkness prevailed. Through the crack in his facade of domination, he responded. It began as a whisper and rose in volume. “Yes...mighty fine and sexy as hell,” claiming her lips he added, “and mine!”

Suddenly, he stood, seized her wrist and pulled her up toward the bedroom. Before she could comment, the world shifted and she was upon the king sized bed. His hungry mouth on hers made protesting impossible. Truly, it wasn’t her plan.

Once her breathing became labored, he moved to the end of the bed. Beginning at her ankles he worked his way toward her injuries. Each touch released energy, freed aggression, and exposed affection. If she winced, he caressed. If she moaned, he encouraged. With each kiss, each touch, Tony reminded Claire of her desires. The outside world was lost... gone beyond comprehension. He elicited thoughts and desires she’d compartmentalized away. His lips found places she’d abandoned. His teeth nipped at nubs which yearned for attention. His long talented fingers and skillful tongue probed and tantalized. Within no time, Claire found herself begging for mercy and at the same time pleading for more.



Author Info:

 

Aleatha Romig is a bestselling author, who has been voted #1 "New Author to Read" onGoodreads July 2012 - Present! She was also #9 most followed author on Goodreads - July / August 3013.

 

Aleatha has lived most of her life in Indiana growing-up in Mishawaka, graduating from Indiana University, and currently living south of Indianapolis. Together with her high-school sweetheart and husband of twenty six years, they've raised three children. She works days as a dental hygienist but enjoys spending her nights writing. When not imagining mind-blowing twists and turns, she likes to spend time with her family and friends. Her pastimes include exercising, reading and creating heros/ anti-heros who haunt your dreams!

 

Aleatha enjoys traveling, especially when there is a beach involved. In 2011 she had the opportunity to visit Sydney, Australia to visit her daughter studying at the University of Wollongong. Her dream is to travel to places in her novels and around the world.

 

CONSEQUENCES, her first novel, wasreleased August 2011 by Xlibris Publishing. October 2012 Ms. Romig rereleased CONSEQUENCES as an Indie author. TRUTH, the sequel, was released October 30, 2012 and CONVICTED, the final installment of the Consequences Series, is scheduled for release in October of 2013!

 



Author Links:

Twitter: @AleathaRomig

Facebook: Aleatha Romig

Goodreadshttp://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5131072.Aleatha_Romig?auto_login_attempted=true

Website: http://www.consequencesbyromig.com




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