Thursday, October 30, 2014

Complicated by M. M. Koenig - Review


Mia Ryan has learned the hard way that her choices can have horrible consequences. Taking an offer that was supposed to get her life back on track was nothing but a ploy. To keep the ones she holds dear safe, she's forced to finish what she started, without any hope of finding out why she was targeted in the first place. Though Mia has Ethan by her side, she can't seem to believe in him, especially since most of his life remains a mystery. 

Ethan Fitzgerald has done everything in his power to prove to Mia that she can trust him, but it never seems to be enough to convince her to drop the last wall around her heart. With deep and dark secrets lurking around every corner, he has his own plan to keep Mia from any danger, but it may just shatter their love forever. 

There are so many questions – with even more shocking answers – and when Mia uncovers the truth, nothing will ever be the same...

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I woke to the sound of waves crashing as my nose caught the salty scent of
the ocean. I rolled over to find red rose petals scattered over the bed, with a
long-stemmed one lying in the middle. Securing the sheet around me, I rested on
my elbows before picking up the single rose. Ethan was on his side with his
eyes on me. I twirled the rose and gave him a soft smile. He was without a
shirt and propped on an elbow. His messy hair was wet with droplets of water
dripping along his neck and the contours of his shoulders, before sliding down
his carved chest. The sunlight pouring in from the window made his body gleam.
He always aroused me instantly, but staring at him now made him seem even more
God-like, and I wanted every part of him.
“Did you take a shower without me? That has to be a first.”
Ethan reached over to tuck my hair behind my ears. His hand trailed down my
side to rest on mine. “I got up at sunrise to catch some waves.”
“I didn’t know you surfed. I’m not surprised, since you like wakeboarding
so much.”
He brought our bodies so close that our chests were nearly touching. My
heart sped up as he leaned over me with his hand clamped on my hip. “I surf,
but you’re wrong about boarding. I don’t like it – I love it. Surfers get
really pissy if boarders ruin their ride so I don’t wakeboard when I’m on the
ocean. I settle for catching waves on a different board, but I don’t love it
nearly as much.”
I caught the passion in his eyes. Ethan loved doing anything on the water.
My mouth twisted into an adoring grin as I stared at my magnificent boyfriend.
“You taught me how to board. I suppose you can teach me how to surf, too?”
Ethan chuckled. “I’d love to. I’m not sure if we’ll have time on this trip.
I’ll line up another one soon. We should go to Hawaii or Australia. If you’re
going to learn, you might as well learn in one of the best surfing spots on the
His hand veered from my hip down to my ass where he gently pinched me.
Ethan licked his luscious lips, and I saw a hunger in his eyes. I knew that
look. My breaths started becoming shorter as I responded to his fingers traveling
further down. Ethan hovered over me and pulled at my elbows to lay me on my
back. He took the rose out of my hand and set it on the nightstand before
sliding down the sheet. His lips fell to my collarbone and water dripped from
his hair into my cleavage. The coolness of it sizzled with the fire inside me.
“When is our first meeting today?” I stuttered.
“It’s still early. We can do whatever you want for a while,” Ethan purred.
He continued to leisurely kiss his way down to my breasts while one hand
wandered further down my thigh. My hand drifted between his thighs where I
timidly stroked his straining erection. His lips traveled along my chest until
they reached my breasts. Ethan flicked both nipples to attention before taking
one and sucking frantically. I groaned when he gently bit down before letting
his tongue take over.
“We can go for a walk on the beach,” Ethan murmured heatedly.
I grasped under his shoulders to bring him closer to me. Once in reach, I
ran my lips along the top of his pecks and returned the favor by biting down
along each of his nipples.
“We can go do some sightseeing,” Ethan groaned loudly.
My fingers ran across the tip of his cock before travelling down his shaft.
I worked to match the speed of my lips and the hand wrapped around him. My body
clenched as my ache for him grew. His lips journeyed to my neck where his
tongue glided to my jaw.
“Or we can stay here and make love,” Ethan whispered passionately.
He spread my legs even further and settled his hand inside before running several
fingers in and out. They slipped along the slickness. I bit down on his top lip
as he approached my mouth. I moved my tongue along the top of his before going
under his chin. I licked away at the saltiness with fervor. His chest rumbled
as I continued meticulously sucking along his throat. His fingers matched the
pace of my lips as they slipped over my clit.
He stilled my hand around him and placed it along his back. I brought my
other hand around him tightly, needing him to satisfy the inferno he had
created. He entered, with every inch of him penetrating deep within me. I cried
out and commanded my overly turned-on body not to let go. I ran my hands down
to his ass to urge him to move again. He groaned before twisting his hips.
I brought my hips up to meet every thrust he gave. My hands scratched up
his back on their way to his neck. I pulled him into me in demand for more and
he drove into me harder, creating a feeling of euphoria throughout my body. I
screamed out his name with each twist of his hips. He slowed down to take
several drawn-out thrusts.
“Fuck, you feel more amazing every time,” Ethan shouted.
 My hips matched his momentum as he
brought us closer. He paused to roll us over to put me on top so I could take
him. I rolled my hips with urgency to find a release for us both. My back
arched as my hips carried along wildly. Ethan ran his hands along my sides
before cupping my breasts tenderly.
“Ethan … God, yes …” I panted.
He sat up to bring our faces together and straddled my legs around him
before driving his hips into me. My nails dug into his back as my body started
to clench around him. Our thrusts sped up as our bodies strove for a climax. I
tightened around him as he started to tremble. I ran my hands to his hair where
I grabbed on tightly and screamed out as the ecstasy took me from the room to a
far-off place. I shuddered and continued until my body found solid ground
again. Ethan rested his head in my shoulder as he found his own release. He
gently placed me on my back and slid out before falling next to me, his fingers
scratching lightly along my belly.


My Review:

This book is definitely one I was waiting on........ I wanted to know what was going to happen between Mia and Ethan. Also, what was the deal with this 'meeting' that was so important she attended.

This review will be hard to write without giving too much information away about the plot of the book. Let's just say that all things are not what they appear and some people aren't who they appear to be. There were moments of suspense, moments of true passion and it was page-turning! It keeps you on your toes with your heart pounding.

I do want to add in there how much I loved Ethan. His passion and devotion for Mia is out of this world! I loved some of the things he said to her! But, is he also keeping things from her??? When she finds out the truth will it destroy what they have between them??? He always seemed so grounded by his love for her and his want to keep her safe no matter the cost.

Overall I loved the story! There were many things I was not expecting.... especially surrounding Mia's past and all the people that are secretly involved or knew some information. The author did an amazing job keeping the reader pulled into the story wanting to know how the game will be played out. There were lots of lies and secrets that happened which had you questioning who was trying to protect who.

That ending...... the torture is going to be awful! Waiting will make hours seem like days and months like years. I hate that it ended with such a big cliffhanger but we have to keep in mind that it's To Be Continued...........

M. M. Koenig was born and raised in Minnesota. She now lives in the Twin Cities area with her loving dog Marley. She is a graduate of the University of Minnesota with a Bachelors of Science in Sociology.

M. M. Koenig enjoys being active and has a variety of interests that coincide with her passion for life. Always one to try new things, she has acquired a variety of skills. Her sarcastic nature and multitude of experiences tend to find their way into her novels.

When she has free time and isn't writing, she spends as much time as she can with friends and family. To fuel her soul, she is constantly looking for new music, movies, and books to keep the writer's block at bay.

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A Reaper Made by Liz Long - Release Day Launch

Hello every and thanks for stopping by! We are THRILLED to be promoting the release of the newest novel by Liz Long. A New Adult Paranormal that really is as awesome as it sounds! Check it out:

A Reaper Made 

Release Date: October 30, 2014

Genre: New Adult, Paranormal, Fantasy
Grace had finally gotten used to her new afterlife as a “Made” – a
Reaper who used to be human. When Made Reapers and souls begin
disappearing, however, Grace and her mentor Tully suspect demons.
Grace’s worst fears are confirmed when her living family is threatened.

She’ll have to break every rule in the Reaper book to save them,
including using a little magic to become temporarily human. With the
help of Tully and her witchy friend Tessa, Grace goes undercover to save
the fates of kidnapped souls – only to discover that demons aren’t
working alone. Betrayal and distrust runs deep and Grace discovers that
sometimes even Reapers are prone to humanity. 
Does this book not sound AMAZING? I'll let you in on a little secret, it is! Here's a bit about our author, Liz Long:

About the Author:
Liz Long, indie authorLiz Long is a ridiculously proud graduate
of Longwood University with a BA in English. Her inspiration comes from
action and thriller genres and she spends entirely too much time
watching superhero movies. Her fabulous day job as a social media editor
includes writing for a publishing company in Roanoke, VA.
Her first book, Gifted, is the first book
in the Donovan Circus series, where superpowers meets the circus. Burned
is the second adventure. Her standalone book Witch Hearts, is a story
about a serial killer hunting witches for their powers. All titles are
available at Amazon on Kindle and paperback, Barnes & Noble for
Nook, and iBooks.

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The old woman in the hospital bed took in a ragged sigh that sounded
like a struggle. She looked around the room, to the bouquet of
wildflowers that sat in a plastic jar at the foot of her bed. Then her
watery blue eyes focused in on me, sitting in the chair next to her. I
sat up, leaned in to take her wrinkled hand in my smooth one.

“Who are you?” she asked, her tone fearful.

“I think you already know the answer to that, Anna,” I said, keeping
my voice low and smooth. No need to further frighten them before they
passed on.

“An angel?”

I shook my head, a curtain of dark hair swaying with the motion. She swallowed hard.

“You’re Death.”

“Not quite. More like an escort.”

“A R-reaper.”

Many humans knew us by name, but it still surprised me when they came
out and said it. I nodded, a slow movement to prevent her from
panicking. Everyone feared dying. It was my job to help them transition.

Anna looked to the closed door and back to me. “You…can anyone else see you?”

“When I want them to, yes. Right now, however, it’s just you and me.”

The old woman blinked hard and when she opened them again, a single
tear streaked down her cheek. I gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Anna, it’s all right. You’re moving on.”

“To where?”

I shook my head. “I can’t answer that. No one can. You must discover it for yourself.”

Anna withdrew her trembling hand from mine, put it over her heart. “I don’t know if I’m ready.”

“I wouldn’t be here if you weren’t.”

“What about my family? My daughter, my grandchildren? Can I say goodbye?”

“You saw them this morning, don’t you remember?”

Confusion crossed her face. Anna had been struggling with dementia in
addition to her illness, but I knew to be patient. It was in the job
description. When she still didn’t speak, I prodded a little.

“Anna, it’s time.”

She gave me another scared look. “Will it hurt?”

“No,” I assured her. “All you need to do is close your eyes and relax.”

Anna appeared to consider her options, her grip tightening on the
thin sheets. She sucked in a deep breath, wincing at the rattle in her
lungs. Then she steeled herself, looked at me and nodded. “Okay. I’m

I gave her a warm smile and put my hands on hers. “Close your eyes.”

She did as instructed, the scared look on her face fading as she
relaxed into the bed. I sent warmth from my hands to hers, waited for
her soul to disengage from her physical body. After maybe ten seconds, I
felt a shift in Anna. A sigh escaped her, the air leaving her withering
lungs and decaying body. Keeping my hands on hers, I stood and waited.

Then Anna’s spirit came forward, her hand in mine as she lifted
herself from the physical plane. Without problem, Anna stood tall next
to me, looking younger than she had in years. Her body may have been old
and weathered, but her soul, as like most others, appeared younger,
vibrant. Most of the older souls, once out of the body that held them
back, were happy to feel alive again. It was one of my favorite things
about the job, to see the light shine in their eyes after years of aging
and physical pain.

Anna gripped my hand, looked back to her body lying peacefully on the
bed. She gave me a relieved look. “You were right, that didn’t hurt at

“I’m glad,” I told her with a smile. “Do you want to say goodbye?”

“To that old thing?” she said, waving her hand at her wrinkled body.
“I suppose I should, but now that I’m out, all I can think about is the
next step.”

“Not unusual,” I said, the corners of my mouth turning upward. Now
that Anna was free, the spunk she’d had in her youth returned. I
motioned my head towards the door. “Come. Walk with me.”

She didn’t let go of my hand as we walked through the door and out
into the hallway. No one so much as blinked at us as we wandered. At
first, Anna tried to skirt around obstacles and people, before she
realized she went right through them. Before we’d even reached the end
of the hallway, she was practically skipping.

“I haven’t felt this good in years,” she said. “Do you think I’ll reunite with my husband?”

“I can’t answer that for certain, but he’ll know you’re coming. He’ll find you if he can.”

“He used to say he’d follow me anywhere. I’ve missed him so much.”
She smiled at the memory, then paused as though realizing something. She
turned to me. “What is your name?”


“Grace,” she repeated. “Thank you.”

“It’s my pleasure. Would you like to continue walking or do you think you’re ready?”

Anxiety flashed across Anna’s face before she swallowed hard and nodded. “I think…I think I’m ready to go.”

I squeezed her hand. “May you find peace in your afterlife.”

A warm breeze swept through the hallway, though the living continued
as though nothing were happening. The wind found us, circled around and
played with my and Anna’s hair. I let go of her hand and took a step
back as Anna looked around.

“Am I supposed to walk into the light?” she asked.

I couldn’t help but smile at the question; it seemed like everyone
always asked. I shook my head. “There are no bright lights. It’s okay –
take a deep breath and be patient.”

Souls didn’t need to breathe, but I always saw them do it before they
moved on. It seemed to calm them down as it would’ve had they been in
their human bodies. Old habits died hard, I supposed, but if that helped
them feel better, I saw no need to point it out.

The breeze picked up, turned into an unseen tornado that swirled
around Anna. Her hair went in every direction but her posture stayed
still. As she closed her eyes, I saw a smile grow on her face. Then the
wind took her, and Anna’s soul faded away in front of my eyes. Warmth
grew in my chest, as it usually did with each peaceful passing, and I
smiled briefly before turning back into the retirement home to find the
next soul.

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Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Tuesday's Releases

All Broke Down by Cora Carmack


In this second book in New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cora Carmack’s New Adult, Texas-set Rusk University series, which began with All Lined Up, a young woman discovers that you can’t only fight for what you believe in . . . sometimes you have to fight for what you love
Dylan fights for lost causes. Probably because she used to be one.
Environmental issues, civil rights, education—you name it, she’s probably been involved in a protest. When her latest cause lands her in jail for a few hours, she meets Silas Moore. He’s in for a different kind of fighting. And though he’s arrogant and not at all her type, she can’t help being fascinated with him. Yet another lost cause.
Football and trouble are the only things that have ever come naturally to Silas. And it’s trouble that lands him in a cell next to do-gooder Dylan. He’s met girls like her before—fixers, he calls them, desperate to heal the damage and make him into their ideal boyfriend. But he doesn’t think he’s broken, and he definitely doesn’t need a girlfriend trying to change him. Until, that is, his anger issues and rash decisions threaten the only thing he really cares about, his spot on the Rusk University football team. Dylan might just be the perfect girl to help.
Because Silas Moore needs some fixing after all.

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Miss Congeniality by Marie Garner


Miss Congeniality doesn’t curse. Miss Congeniality doesn’t have tattoos. Miss Congeniality doesn’t drink shots. Miss Congeniality doesn’t ride motorcycles….Or does she?

When America’s sweetheart…
Brea Richards is America’s sweetheart. Dubbed Miss Congeniality by the media, Brea has spent years honing her current reputation. And being one of the leading stars of a prime time television show…priceless. It’s a long way from her humble beginnings, but that’s her secret to keep. Or at least that’s what she believes until she gets the phone call.

Meets America’s bad boy…
Lance Holder is America’s bad boy, the guy they love to hate. He lives life the way he wants, and makes no apologies, regardless of what anyone thinks. All everyone sees is the tattooed, motorcycle riding, reckless movie star, preventing anyone from looking beneath the surface. And that’s just fine with Lance. Until his new gig puts him right in the path of Brea.

Will either one escape unscathed?
Lance is the newbie on Brea’s show, and everyone is watching to see if America’s bad boy will influence Miss Congeniality. They don’t know Brea’s worst influences happened long before Lance entered the picture. And Lance seems to be one of the only ones to see beyond her current fa├žade. Maybe America’s bad boy is just what America’s sweetheart needs…

This book is intended for mature readers 18+.

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Cherish (Covet #1.5) by Tracey Garvis Graves


Fans of Covet by New York Times bestselling author Tracey Garvis Graves will be delighted by this novella-length sequel.

When Daniel Rush wakes up in the hospital after suffering a gunshot wound to the head, the last person he expects to see at his bedside is his ex-wife Jessica. Their marriage disintegrated after the death of their infant son Gabriel, and Daniel gave Jessie what he thought she wanted: the freedom to start over with someone else. But Daniel never updated his emergency contact information, and Jessie is the one who receives the call with the devastating news.

Daniel was Jessie’s one true love. Together since college, Jessie had dreams of raising a family with Daniel, and growing old together. When Gabriel died, Jessie buried those dreams with her beloved son and shut everyone out, including Daniel.

Daniel faces months of grueling rehabilitation and he’s going to need some help. Jessie is the last person anyone expects to volunteer, but this is her one chance to make amends, giving her and Daniel a shot at getting things right this time.

The road to recovery will be long and arduous. But with Jessie leading the way, Daniel just might be able to get his old life back.

Daniel knows how to covet. But can Jessie help him remember how to cherish?

*Please note that this is a novella-length sequel. Reading Covet before Cherish is highly recommended in order to enhance your reading pleasure.

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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

All Broke Down by Cora Carmack - Release Day Launch

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Yowza! We are extremely excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for Cora Carmack's ALL BROKE DOWN!! ALL BROKE DOWN is a New Adult Contemporary Romance novel being published by HarperCollins, and it is the 2nd book in The Rusk University Series.

All Broke Down

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In this second book in New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Cora Carmack’s New Adult, Texas-set Rusk University series, which began with All Lined Up, a young woman discovers that you can’t only fight for what you believe in . . . sometimes you have to fight for what you love.

Dylan fights for lost causes. Probably because she used to be one.

Environmental issues, civil rights, corrupt corporations, and politicians—you name it, she’s probably been involved in a protest. When her latest cause lands her in jail overnight, she meets Silas Moore. He’s in for a different kind of fighting. And though he’s arrogant and infuriating, she can’t help being fascinated with him. Yet another lost cause.

Football and trouble are the only things that have ever come naturally to Silas. And it’s trouble that lands him in a cell next to do-gooder Dylan. He’s met girls like her before—fixers, he calls them, desperate to heal the damage and make him into their ideal boyfriend. But he doesn’t think he’s broken, and he definitely doesn’t need a girlfriend trying to change him. Until, that is, his anger issues and rash decisions threaten the only thing he really cares about, his spot on the Rusk University football team. Dylan might just be the perfect girl to help.

Because Silas Moore needs some fixing after all.

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I think I get it then. That decision I saw in her eyes back in the kitchen. That’s what this, what I’m about for her, too. I’m just another part of whatever rebellion she started earlier today. About doing what she wants, not what’s expected of her.

“We’re not talking about me, though,” she says. “So you went to meet your friend, and then what happened?”

She keeps her eyes down as she picks up the gauze and begins winding it snugly around the knuckles of one hand, and then the other.

“He said the wrong thing.”

“Which was?”

“Dylan.” Now it’s her that’s pushing too hard. I didn’t want to talk about things with my friends, and I won’t talk about them with her, either, no matter how gorgeous she is.

“I’ll guess. You were mad about what he did, and he wasn’t sorry.”

“This isn’t middle school, Pickle. He didn’t hurt my feelings. He said some shit he had no business saying, and it pissed me off. The end.”

“But you don’t think some of that anger stems from what you feel is a betrayal of your friendship?”

She finishes taping down the last of the gauze, but doesn’t let go of my hand.

“I think you’re analyzing me again. Making things more complicated than they are.”

“And I think you’re just a guy who doesn’t like to admit he has feelings.” She drags out the word, teasing me with some goofy smile on her face. I turn my hand over so I can clutch her wrist. I curlmy other bandaged hand around her waist and pull her closer.

“I feel plenty of things.”

The teasing stops. She swallows.

“I wasn’t talking about that kind of feeling.”

With her standing and me sitting, I’m eye level with her chest. I see the sharp rise and fall as she sucks in a breath. I want her in my lap again, straddling me this time.

“Doesn’t mean we can’t talk about that kind of feeling. Or experiment with it.”

“Is that Stella girl an ex?”

I cough, surprised. My throat twists uncomfortably, and it takes me a couple of solid breaths to get a hold on myself.

“Ah, no. Stella and I have never dated.”

“Have you—”

“Do you ever run out of questions?”

“Not ever.” She turns playful again, and I’m done doing this the careful way. If she wants a rebellion, I’ll be the one to give it to her. I want her against me, and I’m tired of waiting.

I pull her forward, insinuating my knees between hers, and her body naturally follows, settling across my thighs. Her lips part, but she catches herself before she gasps this time. I keep her steady with my hands at her waist and say, “I’ll make you a deal. A question for a kiss.”

Tentatively, she lays her palms against my shoulders. They rest there, her grip light and casual. She ponders my offer for a moment, and it drives me mad that she can do that while our hips are inches away from alignment.

“Okay then. Are you—”

I cut her off. “Not so fast, Dylan Brenner. I’ve already answered one question. We’ve got to settle up first.”

I wrap her braid around my hand like I’ve been waiting to do all night, and I use it to pull her head back just enough that I can crush my mouth against hers.

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All Lined Up

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My Review

So I just want to jump up and down and go crazy a bit…….. I absolutely adored, enjoyed, loved, and consumed All Broke Down. I can honestly say I liked it even better than All Lined Up…. It’s crazy to say that but I have officially caught the #SilasVirus! It is so contagious and addicting!

So, there are two main characters in this story…. Dylan and Silas! It is told from both of their POVs. They meet in jail, which sounds crazy, but it works for this story! They embark on a journey together that twists and turns but eventually will stable out … but the question is can they possibly be more than friends or will being friends be hard enough?

Let’s begin with Silas….. Holy-Mother-Of-Abs…. he is HOT! I mean H-O-T! He is also arrogant because he knows he is hot. He knows how the girls look at him but he also knows how to get them off. *fans myself*

“I’ll kiss you until you forget to breathe”

Silas has a past though that he is trying to escape, one that he wants to outrun and never look back. The past though will eventually catch up to us all and we must realize it is how we handle our past that shows how good we will be in our future. He also keeps Dylan at arm’s length because he thinks she is too good for him and he will bring her down.

“He’s right, you know. I will pull you down with me.” I lift my chin and reply, “If I go down, it will be because I jumped, not because you made me fall.”

I really liked Dylan’s character. Although she was so busy pleasing everyone else that she lost who she truly was, she wasn’t one of those whiney girls! She didn’t annoy me as much but there were times I wanted to yell at her and say, “Just jump on him already”! (Seriously… what girl in their right mind wouldn’t take that chance) Silas works his way under Dylan’s skin though…. It’s that #SilasVirus I mentioned earlier.

“Charm. I resist the urge to snort. Charm is smooth and subtle. Silas Moore is a force of nature. A freaking avalanche. He doesn’t have a subtle bone in his body.”

I loved being able to see little glimpses of Carson and Dallas. We also got to see Stella too! I will say it was hard to read the ending with Stella…. I know that it is something you shouldn’t take lightly but when these characters feel so real, like friends, you don’t want to see them go through something like that.

Cora did a phenomenal job with this story and I can’t wait to see what she has up her sleeve for the next Rusk University novel!

HeadshotAbout Cora Carmack:

Cora Carmack is a twenty-something writer who likes to write about twenty-something characters. She's done a multitude of things in her life-- boring jobs (like working retail), Fun jobs (like working in a theatre), stressful jobs (like teaching), and dream jobs (like writing). She enjoys placing her characters in the most awkward situations possible, and then trying to help them get a boyfriend out of it. Awkward people need love, too. Her first book, LOSING IT, was a New York Times and USA Today bestseller.

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Unholy Creations by C. Shell - Release Blitz

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Unholy Creations
Publication Date: October 14, 2014
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Unholy Creations


My name is Kara Radcliff and I’m a witch. Not the pointy hat and black cat kind that you see on Halloween, but a true spell casting, sneaker wearing, party loving, kick-ass witch.

Until two weeks ago, that is all I was and all I ever wanted to be. My expectations in life didn’t soar higher than graduating college and finding a decent job that would help pay off my mounting student loans.

All of that went out the window when I received the invitation.

I've been selected to compete for the chance of a lifetime. If I win, not only will I fulfill the newly vacant spot as an Associate, but I will be leaving my family behind to go live and work alongside the four Rulers of our paranormal community. I will be trusted in helping them keep our kind safe and hidden from the humans and those among us that prefer to cause trouble and mayhem. Every society has hoodlums, our kind just happen to cause more destruction than most.

Being an Associate is an honor. The job is dangerous and will require me to go up against Fae, shifters, witches, and vampires that are much more powerful and stronger I could ever hope to be. I love kicking butt and casting spells, but even I have my limits.

On top of everything, I seem to have caught the attention of two of the Rulers. Only I could go from having no men in my life to having one too many. Neither man is used to hearing the word, “No”, and although my mind says the word often, my mouth and body keep saying, “Yes”. What is a witch to do?

Am I up for this new challenge? Yes.
Can I handle the danger? Yes.
Will my heart survive the journey? Maybe.

This is my screwed up story. This is my crazy life, and this is the just the beginning.

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C. Shell

I have loved books and romance novels since I was in high school. The happy endings and endless possibilities are alluring and addictive. I currently reside in Texas and when I am not thinking up my next bad-boy character I am working in the community rescuing dogs while being a wife and mother to my wonderful family.

I invite you to ask question, keep up to date with my latest books and give me your feedback.

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