Thursday, July 31, 2014

Death House by Patrick Mullen

Death House by Patrick Mullen
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A mysterious crate is delivered to the home of Professor Stevens. There is no return address. Inside is an evil looking antique doll house that's incredibly detailed. Strange devices are on the sides of the house that allow you to look inside. What he sees inside begins to possess him. He must bring others to the house . It wants something, it needs something. A horrible accident happens on the other side of town. A baby is kidnapped. The towns police department has never seen anything like this, nor are they prepared for the evil that awaits them at death house.

Naughty Girls Do: A Red Hot and BOOM! Story (Inked & Kinked) by Jodi Redford Excerpt

Naughty Girls Do: A Red Hot and BOOM! Story (Inked & Kinked) by Jodi Redford
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Lexie Winters is on a mission—to lose her good girl image and tempt resident bad boy, Ash Bodry, into her bed. Tired of being treated like his kid sister, it’s past time for her to play dirty. She has her work cut out for her though when it comes to the sinfully sexy yet incredibly frustrating man.

As far as Ash is concerned, Lexie is strictly off limits. Not only are they friends, her dad just happens to be the sheriff, and years ago the man steered Ash away from a life of crime. No way is he repaying that favor by giving into his wicked fantasies of Lexie. But when the little vixen strolls into his tattoo parlor and requests a very naughty piercing, Ash’s honorable intentions are tested to their limits.

Now that Lexie’s hammered the first chink in Ash’s defenses, and he’s sweating bullets, there’s no chance in hell she’s settling for his hands off policy. Even if it means some flirty strip tease action and late night skinny dipping to convince him that this newfound naughty girl will do whatever it takes to get her man.

Break out the fireworks and get ready to kick off your summer with this HOT new collection of stories. Naughty Girls Do is part of the Red Hot and BOOM multi-author series (stands alone for reading enjoyment)


A massive case of jittery nerves twisting her stomach into a knot, Lexie Winters hesitated outside the entrance to Shores Ink. Tearing her focus from the intricate black and white tribal graphic stenciled on the door, she gave her best friend and co-conspirator, Grace Jennings, a panicked look. “Why can’t I just get a tattoo?” Granted, she’d have to get it somewhere discreet. She didn’t want to completely scandalize her coworkers at the library. Of course, not much chance of that not happening if it ever leaked out what she was intending to get done at Ash Bodry’s tattoo parlor.
Grace indulged in a long-suffering sigh. “We’ve already discussed this. A tattoo won’t get Ash’s attention.”
“What if I get it on my butt? Or boob?”
Puh-lease.” Grace rolled her eyes. “Can you imagine the amount of asses and boobs Ash likely sees on a daily basis? Not gonna impress him.”
Grimacing, Lexie readjusted her tortoise frame lenses before inspecting her cleavage. “I’ve never gotten any complaints about the girls before.”
“Of course you haven’t. They’re the freaking Eighth Wonder of the World.” Grace gestured to the front of Lexie’s pink halter-top. “I wasn’t referring so much to your attributes as the tattoo in general. If you’re going to prove to Ash that you’re not a goody two shoes, you’re going to have to pull out all the stops. No relying on the miracle twins there to get the job done, Toots.”
Lexie swallowed hard. “I don’t know—”
“Yes, you do. Now pull up your big girl panties and get your ass in there, Wussarella.”
With that encouraging endearment ringing in her ears, Lexie sucked in a deep breath and ducked through the doorway. Heavy metal music drifted from the central sound system, its bass-loaded beat vibrating the floor and amping the nervous tension prickling beneath her skin. It wasn’t the first time she’d stepped inside Ash’s shop. God knows she’d invented plenty of excuses for dropping by over the years. Still, the pretense of bringing him lunch was far less stress inducing than her present plan.
Stalling, she deliberately dragged her feet, feigning a renewed interest in the photos grouped on the nearest wall. The images depicted various shots of Ash’s one of a kind custom ink designs. She leaned in for a closer scrutiny of her favorite out of the bunch—a gorgeously detailed mermaid. Each scale appeared so vividly real, she swore the mythical creature would leap to life with the tiniest flick of its jewel-toned tail. Lexie chewed her bottom lip. Maybe...
A loud rap rattled the front door, and Lexie instinctively jumped. Heart knocking in triple time, she tossed a guilty look toward the entrance. Sure enough, Grace was giving her the stink eye. Gusting a resigned exhalation, Lexie abandoned her post in front of the tattoo gallery and approached the unmanned appointment desk. Dalton—Ash’s assistant—was nowhere to be seen. Thank God for small favors. Because the less witnesses she had for this, the better.
She rounded the corner of the studio, and struggled to kill her lusty sigh as she took in her first Ash sighting of the day. A bounty of muscles flexing in his colorfully inked shoulders and upper arms, he hefted from his seat and leaned over the sketch pad propped open on his work station, his strong, masculine features set in fierce concentration. Dark eyebrows slashing low toward the bridge of his nose, he switched out his blue pen for a red one and continued free handing his creation on the paper. Taking advantage of his complete absorption with his task, Lexie drank up every ounce of his gorgeous perfection.
No, perfection wasn’t the right word when describing Ash Bodry. He was no pretty boy, by any means. His nose bore a slightly off kilter slant thanks to participating in one too many brawls back in the day, and the faint remnant of a scar still christened the spot above his biceps where he’d been stabbed in a knife fight. For some women, those lingering battle wounds of his past might have been a turn off. Then of course there were the braver, wilder girls who were drawn to Ash’s not-entirely-redeemed bad boy side. In Lexie’s case, her feelings for him ran more than skin deep.
She was one hundred percent hopelessly in love with Ash. Had been for nearly twelve years, ever since the fateful day her dad busted Ash in the act of hotwiring the mayor’s pristine ’68 Corvette Stingray. Rather than pushing to have Ash thrown in juvie, her dad had volunteered to personally oversee Ash’s probation. As the sheriff of a small lakeside community that quadrupled in residency and potential crime rate during peak summer season, taking on the role of Ash’s sponsor had been no small commitment on her dad’s part. But he’d set Ash on the—mostly—straight and narrow, and in the process inadvertently sealed Lexie’s lovelorn plight by arranging for Ash to help her that entire summer at her grandpa’s campground. Despite Ash having two years on her in age—and an infinitely higher amount of years on her when it came to street smarts—they’d formed a close bond that’d remained unshakable throughout the years.
Sending up a silent prayer that she wasn’t about to destroy that record, she steeled her spine and took a tentative step forward.

Life, Soul Being Soul by Carrie Louise Review

Title: Life, Soul Being Soul
Author: Carrie Louise
Genre: Personal Growth
Pages: 208
Price: $6.99 or FREE for Prime Members
Thoughts: Life changing.

Book Synopsis:

It has been my discovery that no matter how happy, positive, or content I feel, living with more feels better. For me, "Life Soul Being Soul" makes each day feel better.

"Life, Soul Being Soul" is totally UNIQUE to each reader. Unlike the majority of self-help books, it is based on a daily routine of opening the book to a random page. This author's personal understanding of this process is that the page choice is not random but guided by God, Universe, or the user's belief in a higher power. This method means that each person's daily focus will most likely be different from every other user's.

There are approximately 200 word pages. On each page, there is one positive, inspiring word upon which to focus. The interpretation and use of the chosen word is left up to each reader, thus providing a wide-open avenue for self discovery. The book does not request change, although change is inherent in the process. The book does promote the possibility of discovering the inner self (soul) and becoming more content and involved with life.


I've been a worrier my entire life. Even when I was little, I worried. While I'd been getting better at controlling my worrying, I found that I still spent a lot of time worrying about things that "might" happen. This book really did change all that. From the first day I started using it, I found myself focusing on the here and now. Anytime I started to worry, I just thought about what my word was for the day and how it fit into my life that day. This book is so easy to use and has completely changed my life. I know that sounds corny, but when you go from worrying about things you can't predict to living in the moment, it really is life changing.

Beach Bags and Burglaries (A Haley Randolph Mystery) by Dorothy Howell Excerpt

Beach Bags and Burglaries (A Haley Randolph Mystery) by Dorothy Howell

Part-time sleuth and full-time fashionista Haley Randolph just won an all-expenses-paid vacay at the Rowan Resort, a ridiculously exclusive island getaway that caters to the whims of millionaires, royalty, and Hollywood A-listers. With her three BFF's--Marcie, Bella, and Sandy--along for the ride, the only thing she's missing is the Sea Vixen, the season's hottest beach bag. . .

The island has everything Haley imagined: pristine beaches, posh accommodations, and possibly Brad Pitt. But trouble soon looms on the horizon when Jaslyn Gordon, a maid at the island resort, goes missing. And while practically looting the resort for a Sea Vixen beach bag, Haley of course finds the maid--on the beach. . .and clearly dead.

Everyone at the resort says Jaslyn's death was just an accident, but Haley thinks there's a lot going unsaid. . .especially when she spots hunky FBI agent Luke Warner. He claims to be on the island only for a wedding but Haley's not buying it.

Haley's faced down clever criminals before and always come out on top, but this malicious murderer might be too crafty. And though she's dying to get her hands on a Sea Vixen, she also wants to live long enough to be seen with it!


For no real reason, the Sea Vixen beach bag popped into my head.
    I gazed out the window again and—oh my God, I spotted a woman carrying a Sea Vixen. That’s the second time I’d seen it on the island.
    Immediately, my senses jumped to high alert.  I had to get one.  I couldn’t be the only one here who didn’t have one.  If I caught up with her, I could ask where she got it and have Avery get me one, too.  She said to let her know if we needed anything.  That included beach bags, didn’t it?
    “I’m going for a walk,” I announced as I sprinted for the door.
    No way was I letting that woman get away from me.
    I hurried down the stairs to the lobby, then turned right figuring there had to be an exit that opened into the courtyard.  I went down a long, wide corridor, past all kinds of room, then out into the lush gardens.
    The woman with the Sea Vixen had disappeared, so I took off in the direction of the bungalows, where I’d seen her headed.  I figured she wouldn’t be walking very fast and I could catch up with her easily.
    I followed the meandering path, my head swiveling back and forth so as not to miss her.  I spotted a few women, but none of them carried the Sea Vixen.  I kept going.
    I walked past the bungalows and—yikes!—what if she’d gone inside one of them?  An all-night stakeout flashed in my mind—which I had no problem doing, of course—but I decided I’d keep moving, just in case.
    The sound of the surf grew louder as I pushed on.  Vegetation here was thicker and wilder, with lots of rocks and boulders and swaying palm trees.  Finally, the paved path gave way to a sandy beach and rolling ocean waves.  I figured that, even though I couldn’t see them, off to my left around the natural curve of the island was the helipad and the dock for the supply boats.
    I stopped and looked around.  No sign of the Sea Vixen.  In fact, there was no sign of anything.  This stretch of beach was deserted.  The waves were rough which, I guess, was the reason the swimming area was located on a different side of the island.
    Jeez, where was that woman?  Where could she have gone?
    I jogged down the beach a short ways but didn’t see her, so I jogged the other way.  Still no sign of her.   
    And why the heck would she be out here in the first place? 
    Then I thought—ugh—maybe she was out here for a hookup with a man.  Yeah, okay, no way did I want to walk in on that.
    I figured I must have missed her somehow and that I was sure to run into her—or someone else with the bag—again; I’d seen it twice already and we’d only just arrived.  Plus, I could ask Avery if she would help me locate one.
    I headed back toward the path.  A flash of color caught my eye.  I spotted a swatch of yellow fabric near a big boulder that was almost hidden amid a stand of palm trees.
    I got a weird feeling.
    I walked over.
     My weird feeling got weirder.
    I circled the boulder and spotted a young woman lying on the ground.
    It was Jazlyn Gordon.
    She wasn’t missing anymore.
    She was dead.

Both Sides Now (A True Love Story) by Shawn Inmon and Dawn Inmon

Both Sides Now (A True Love Story) by Shawn Inmon and Dawn Inmon
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Do you remember your first love?

When Dawn moved from Southern California to rainy, rural, Washington state in 1976, love took a backseat to worries about fitting in at her new school. Over time, her friendship with the boy next door grew until she realized she had found her first love without ever looking for it. Their sweet romance turned sour in 1979, and she said good-bye to that first love, apparently forever.

Twenty seven years later, a chance run-in led Dawn to question whether or not first love can really last and if she can find her own happily ever after. If you remember your first love, what it was like growing up in a small town where everyone knew your secrets, or the simpler times growing up in the seventies, you will find much to relate to in Both Sides Now.

Both Sides Now is a standalone true story that is a companion piece to the best-selling memoir Feels Like the First Time. They can be read separately or in any order.

This is her story.

The Ghost (RC Investigations Book 6) by V.R. Marks Excerpt

The Ghost (RC Investigations Book 6) by V.R. Marks
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A spy presumed dead only wants his life back... the undercover bride is a surprise.

CIA officer Andrew Garner died in an ambush he plotted, taking three soldiers down with him. Or so everyone believed. After years of living under the radar without a country or a friend, he's tracked the real culprit back to Charleston, South Carolina.

Army Counter-Intelligence officer Laura Talbot signed off on the reports of Garner's death as well as his responsibility for the tragic ambush years ago. Hearing he might be alive, she travels to Charleston to confirm the rumor with her own eyes.

But it's more than a simple case of mistaken identity as Laura and Andrew must improvise and outmaneuver a team bent on killing them both.

Don't miss any of the RC Investigations romantic suspense novels from USA Today bestseller V.R. Marks: The Thief, The Witness, The Hostage, The Informant, and The Suit.


“Mr. Garner?”
He didn’t so much as twitch. He wasn’t Garner, hadn’t been for years. Today he was pretending to be one more husband desperately seeking the right purple bookends for his wife’s library.
“Mr. Garner? Sir? I believe you dropped your wallet.” Good play, but his wallet was secure behind the zipper inside his jacket. He had to make a conscious effort to stay relaxed as he felt the screws tighten. It was a mighty short list of people from his past who could have found him so quickly. A shorter list of people who’d known him by that name.
The woman speaking was gaining on his position. Same flat Midwestern inflections as the woman with the broom. Damn it. He knew better and still he’d assumed the people tailing him would’ve been mostly men. He heard the shuffle of footsteps as customers moved, felt their gazes on him.
There was a camera over the register in the center of the store. Another would be aimed at the office door. He peered over his shoulder, as the woman cut off the angle for the stairs to an upper level showroom. Her expert move, her familiar face, brought the worst possible scenario to glaring reality. Somehow Ross Carpenter had found him. Found him and contacted Army Counter-Intelligence, before Drew’s job was done.
Damn it.
There wasn’t time to worry how Ross had managed it, seeing as Charleston was hours from any of the RCI offices. No, Drew’s concern revolved around the immediate, surviving the here and now. Had Ross called in a favor or assembled a take-down team?
“Mr. Garner?”
She was directly behind him, likely holding out a wallet they both knew didn’t belong to him. If she reached out, got a hand on him at all, it was over. Anyone in her position, with her training, would be lethal in hand to hand combat, not to mention carrying a handgun. A fight meant more unwanted attention than he could afford.
“Sir?” She tapped him on the shoulder.
Hmm? Yes?” He shifted, and turning, he caught her knee with his, gaining a scant precious inch or two. Enough room to flee.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Intact: Cyborg Two by Charity Parkserson Review

Title: Intact
Series: Cyborg Two
Author: Charity Parkerson
Genre: Erotic Science Fiction
Pages: 126
Price: $3.99
Thoughts: Intense, sexy, and romantic.

Book Synopsis:

A world on edge...
The “Cyborg” team has kept one eye glued to the unrest inside the A.I. community for some time. Each member understands the ramifications of a revolt. If war is declared, they could find themselves on the opposite side of the law. One tiny detail changes Miles’ stance. Solving the case he’s worked since meeting Alexia could be the deciding factor. Left with no other choice, Miles orders his second in command to move to plan ‘B’—Dr. Kiston Beck.
A woman caught in the middle...
Kiston has stood with the Androids since her teenage years. Her inside knowledge of Cryo-Zone—an all-droid community—could mean the difference between a war lost or won. Convincing her to go against all she believes to be right is another matter.
Kiston has no idea what the Cybernetics Agency thinks she possesses. There hasn’t been a human alive who cared to hear her opinion in years. The one detail she’s absolutely sure about is that they sent the wrong team member if they hoped to seduce the information from her.
Cyborg Two is every woman’s dream. His wide shoulders, alpha ways and smoldering glances leave her breathless. Unfortunately, his biggest flaw is one too many for Kiston. He believes she’s crazy.
But is it too late?
After a botched kidnapping, a concussion and near-death experience, can Miles and his team still convince Kiston to join them, or will their brand of friendship end up destroying the world?


Okay, so I'm not a fan of science fiction novels, but throw in the word erotic and I'm there. Intact by Charity Parkerson is intense, sexy, and, yet, romantic. It's got so much going for it: great plot, interesting characters, action, and S-E-X! All and all, it was a very enjoyable read.