Friday, February 27, 2015

*RELEASE DAY BLITZ* Untamed ~ Jessica Sorensen

Untamed release day  
Happy Release Day to Jessica Sorensen and her new book UNTAMED! This is book 2 in the Unbeautiful Series following the story of Emery and Ryler. Make sure to enter the giveaway below for a chance to win an ebook copy of this book. Good luck!
Emery No matter how hard I try, I never seem to be able to escape my family’s world. Their madness controls my life, just like insanity consumes my mind. Sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s real. Sometimes it’s hard to tell who I really am. The person everyone sees? Or the one I keep trapped inside? I wonder which person Ryler sees. Just like I wonder who I can trust. Wonder. Wonder. Wonder. I wonder too much. I wish I could just find a way to escape it all and finally be free.
Ryler I live a double life and sometimes I hate myself for it. Watching Emery fall apart—pretending I don’t care—is killing me inside. I want to tell her the truth, but I also want a new life. Want. Want. Want. I want too much. Sometimes it’s hard to tell what I really desire. I wish I could be free from the confusion, free from this life.
“If you want to dance, dance. There’s no judgment at these things, which makes them pretty awesome.” She smiles, and then threads her fingers through mine. “Okay, let’s dance, then.” I don’t bother mentioning that dancing can be extremely sexy when done under the right circumstances—circumstances that usually include alcohol and sexual tension. At first, Emery is cautious, keeping her distance from me as she rocks her hips to the music. I move with her. I’ve never really been into dancing, but I can rock out to a little garage rock any day. The longer the song goes on, the more into it she gets, until she finally spins around and presses her back against my chest. That’s when the two of us decide to start playing a dangerous game of Want But Can’t Have. A very, very dangerous game that is really fucking tortuous to play yet impossible to give up. Emery starts grinding her hips to the sultry beat of the song. With each movement, her ass brushes against my cock, making me go rock hard. I grip the curves of her hips and my hands unnecessarily slip underneath the bottom of her shirt. My fingers delve into her soft flesh, and I bite back a moan. Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve forgotten just how soft her skin is, how amazing she smells, how incredible she feels against me. She shivers from my touch and presses closer, rolling her hips and driving my body absolutely mad. She repeats the movement over and over again, until finally, I damn near lose my mind. Gripping her waist, I spin her around to face me. “I thought you didn’t know how to dance?”

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Jessica Sorensen is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author from the snowy mountains of Wyoming. When she's not writing, she spends her time reading and hanging out with her family.
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Book 1 - Unbeautiful
Book 2 - Untamed



Cover Reveal: Saving Dancer Author: Jordan Marie Genre: MC Releasing: March 2015 Cover Designer: Margreet Asselbergs - Cover Model: Justin Miller - Photographer: Shauna Kruse -    
             dancercover dancersynop Carrie I’ve been in love with Jacob Blake since he picked me up in his strong arms. He held me close and promised me everything would be okay. I knew then, I had met the man who would own my heart forever. I was five years old. As the years went by, the need and longing for Jacob only increased—at least on my side. Jacob has never seen me as more than his kid sister’s best friend. I’ve spent my life chasing after Jacob and trying to make him see I’m more than just his sister’s little friend. I never dreamed that by trying to show Jacob how much I loved him, I would also destroy him. One night that held so much promise, but ultimately destroyed the man I love and broke him in so many pieces, that I don’t know if he can be mended back together. Jacob “Dancer” Blake I’m finally home. Out of the hell hole I had been trapped in since killing another man. With the thrust of my knife everything changed. That night I ended two lives, the scum who had been trying to rape my little sister’s friend... and my own. The other man got the easier out. I live and breathe in a hell I’ll never escape. My brothers look at me with pity in their eyes. It cuts my insides out. There’s trouble in the club, trouble all around us and I have to get my head straight. I have to be able to help them. Trouble is, I can’t even help myself. I just keep piling the mistakes up. Carrie just might be my biggest mistake yet. Now it’s another night that’s haunting me--a night that I keep repeating even if I shouldn’t. I’m so trapped in the darkness that I can’t stop myself from going back because she is light. She wants to save me. You can’t save something as lost as I am. I’m going to destroy her. I’ve warned her. Now I’ll show her.

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Jordan is a small town Kentucky girl whose life revolves around her husband and daughter. She's an avid reader who has always had the dream of letting others hear what the voices inside of her head had to say. She hopes you find them as entertaining as she does.   

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Wednesday, February 25, 2015

A Stone in the Sea ~ AL Jackson

A Stone in the Sea
~ AL Jackson ~


He wanted nothing at all…
Until he found she had everything to give…

Sunder lead singer and guitarist Sebastian Stone has everything—fans, fame, and fortune. He also has a heart full of bitterness and a reputation for a short-fused temper. But an outward reputation rarely reveals the true man inside. Facing assault charges after trying to protect his younger brother, Sebastian is sent to Savannah, Georgia to lie low until the dust settles in L.A.

Shea Bentley is beautiful, kind, and hiding from the very lifestyle Sebastian has always embraced.

When the mysterious, tattooed stranger begins hanging out at the bar where she works, Shea is quick to recognize he is nothing but trouble, but she's helpless to the way her body lights up every time his intense gray eyes tangle with hers.

They both soon find themselves drowning in a sea of desire and passion that won’t let them up for air.

Sebastian knows firsthand secrets never die, and he’s not the only one who’s hiding them.

Loving someone always comes with a price. But will it be Shea’s past that costs them everything?

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*Excerpt at bottom of post*

My Review:

I have always loved AL Jackson's books. I fall in love with her writing and her stories a little more with each one I read! A Stone in the Sea has melted into my heart, my soul. This book is hauntingly beautiful. You can feel the character's deep in your gut, in your heart... their individual fears and heartache, their turmoil, their secrets, their past, their present... their PASSION! The connection between Sebastian and Shea left me breathless. There's this inexplicable pull between them that neither can deny. You can FEEL it. This tether pulling them to one another. And when they finally connect, it's like your heart explodes. I melted with them. You'll find yourself caring so deeply for each of the characters in this book. Sebastian, AKA Baz, is the lead singer and guitar player for the rock band Sunder. How hot is that?! Add to it his gorgeous face and sexy body, with imperfections that make him oh so perfect.... and yeah, just wow! But Baz has had a troubled life, he's done lots of bad while trying to get him and his band where they are today. But he's in desperate need of something good, he just doesn't know it yet. Shea Bentley. Beautiful, sweet, Shea. She doesn't need a man in her life, she's been doing just fine without. She thinks she has enough love and happiness already and doesn't want all the distractions relationships can bring. That is, until she meets Baz. No matter how hard they try to fight it, there's no denying it. They need each other in the most desperate way.

The author took my breath away with her words. Words that had me falling, falling, falling....till I was so wrapped up in every thought and emotion they felt like they were my own. I laughed, I cried, I felt, and I LOVED! Thank you so much AL Jackson, for sharing your amazing talent with all of us! I am dying for the next book, and I know you will not disappoint. But please write fast! .....impatiently waiting.



Author Bio:       
A.L. Jackson is the New York Times bestselling author of Take This Regret and Lost to You, as well as other contemporary romance titles, including Come to Me Quietly, Come to Me Softly, Pulled, When We Collide, and If Forever Comes.

She first found a love for writing during her days as a young mother and college student.  She filled the journals she carried with short stories and poems used as an emotional outlet for the difficulties and joys she found in day-to-day life.

Years later, she shared a short story she’d been working on with her two closest friends and, with their encouragement, this story became her first full length novel. A.L. now spends her days writing in Southern Arizona where she lives with her husband and three children. Her favorite pastime is spending time with the ones she loves.

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I froze when I felt the presence behind me. The song slowly blinked out, the last note lingering in the dense air, before I slowly looked over my shoulder to find Shea. Thoughtful eyes met mine in all their warmth—covering me, pulling me in, dragging me under.
“You play,” she said, a statement rather than a question.
“A little,” I said with a shrug.
She scoffed. “I would hardly classify that as a little.” She shuffled toward me, barefoot, and still wearing that robe. “You have a beautiful voice,” she whispered, and again it took on that reverent tone, like she was recognizing something inside me I didn’t see.
She ran her fingers up the back of my neck and into my hair, and I lifted my head to it and tried not to moan like a girl when she pressed her hot mouth to my Adam’s apple, kissing me there like the temptress she was.
“Such a beautiful, beautiful voice for a beautiful, beautiful man.” The words vibrated against my throat.
“Shea.” My response was hoarse, uttered toward the ceiling as she kissed up and down my throat. With her daughter’s innocent face running like a reel through my mind, I searched inside myself for some kind of resolve. For courage. For a speck of integrity. “I should go. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t have stayed. Shouldn’t have come back.”
Never should have come in the first place.
“You’re exactly where I want you to be,” she coaxed against my skin.
“Shea.” It was a plea for one of us to find reason.
“Please,” she whispered, hands sinking into my shoulders.
That’s what she made me.
Groaning, I gave, because she already had me, and I swiveled a fraction, grabbed her by the hips, and pulled her onto my lap. She was quick to straddle me, a smile taking over her face as I palmed her ass, all those waves of shiny soft hair falling down around us.
“It’s hardly fair, you know,” she said.
“What’s not fair?”
“You…looking the way you do. Then you turn around and have a voice like that? Singing and playing that way?” She pulled back with a grin. “Tell me you don’t play guitar. You know what they say, a man with a guitar automatically becomes ten times sexier than any other guy in the room.”
I curbed a snort.
Didn’t I know it.
And that was exactly the shit I’d come to hate.
“Pair that with this face and this body…” she continued, purely playful.
Any other girl started talking like that and I’d have tossed her from my lap.
Instead, I kneaded my fingers deeper into the flesh of her ass, rocking her into my cock that was at the ready and begging for more.
Shivers rolled through her. “…and I would say you’re irresistible, Sebastian Stone.”
“Is that all you want me for…my body?” I teased, running my hands up her back, eliciting a pleasured whimper from her.
Fingertips played across my chest, and her expression turned vulnerable, that storm collecting speed. “Yeah. I do want this body.” Those fingers fluttered up to my jaw. “And I want this face.”

Eyes not leaving mine, she slowly leaned down and kissed me over my heart. “Most of all, I want this,” she murmured, hiding nothing, laying herself bare. 

Monday, February 23, 2015

Gideon's Promise ~ Airicka Phoenix

Title: Gideon’s Promise
Author: Morgana Phoenix
Genre: NA Paranormal Expected Release Date: Feb. 23, 2015 Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours

His love will become her curse. For centuries, Gideon has kept his secret, knowing that it could mean the life of the woman whose very heartbeat was his reason for living. But when Veil Creatures are slaughtered in their homes by those sworn to protect them, it may be up to him to save those he loves from a fate worse than death. What he doesn’t expect is the betrayal and a choice that could leave his family devastated. Valkyrie Devereaux believes only in the power of justice, loyalty and obeying the laws of her people. Love was something to be feared and she had been taught long ago that anything that could make you weak, needed to be eliminated. But when she is assigned to join the Casters of the north in hunting down the creatures killing the innocent, even she can’t help the twang of longing for something that goes against everything she was raised to believe was wrong. Like fire and gasoline, passions collide. Heat erupts as they fight against their desires and their very nature. But a fire like theirs can never be smothered. It can never be stopped. It can only burn to unimaginable heights, but what happens when it careens out of control and destroys everything around them? And who is waiting for that exact moment to destroy the brothers? She will become his death.

Airicka Phoenix lives in a world where unicorns, fairies and mermaids run amok through her home on a daily basis. When she’s not chasing after pixies and rounding up imps, also known as her four children, she can be found conjuring up evil villains, bad-ass heroines and swoon-worthy heroes to play with. Airicka is singlehandedly responsible for her greatly anticipated collections, The Touch Saga, The Lost Girl Duology, The Regeneration Series, Games of Fire & Betraying Innocence. She also writes mature paranormal & contemporary romance under the dark guise of Morgana Phoenix. To date, she is responsible for The Sons of Judgment Saga, In The Dark Series, Forever His Baby & Bye-Bye Baby. For more about Airicka and the realm she rules with an iron fist—and tons of chocolate—visit her at:

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Octavian’s Undoing (Book One)

Gideon's Promise (Book 2): 

My Book Angel Review:
***ARC provided for honest review***

Gideon's Promise By Airicka Phoenix was well worth the wait. This book blew me away. I had a few all nighters clutching my Kindle, my eyes glued to the pages, forever saying "just one more chapter." However, this book is one you'll find yourself not being able to put down.

I adored Gideon in Octivian's Undoing. He was sarcastic, brash, and at times immature, but he kept me laughing. I thought Octavian was swoon worthy but I believe Gideon has taken his brother's place in that category.
The same characters are Back in this book. We do meet a new one, Imogene. She was told by her father to go to Final Judgment for help. She's around 18 years old and a veil creature. Imogene is a sweet, quiet, and kind soul. I can't go much further without spoilers.
We also learn more about the North(Final Judgment's quadrant), East, South, and West; how the treaty came into effect, and what each area is known for. For example, Casters, Harvesters, etc...There's a lot of background in Gideon's life told throughout the story which is very interesting. Reading about the first time Gideon see's and meets Valkyrie, realizing who she is, and the many lengths he'll go through to protect her.

Valkyrie is a true force to be reckoned with. She's a warrior, tough, and doesn't take any crap from anyone. The dialogue between her and Gideon is hilarious. Gideon will say and do anything do get under her skin. Yet, there's a soft side to him that we see in this book-a sweet, beautiful side, that is uncovered the more we get to know his character.
This book is packed with action, tons of twists and turns, and a lot of surprises. Ms. Phoenix didn't disappoint on the stem factor either!

I would definitely recommend Gideon's Promise to anyone who has read the 1st book. Airicka Phoenix did a phenomenal job writing this novel. I look forward to the 3rd book in the series, which is about Maxwell.

*Review By, Joelle

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Blissful Valentine

Title: Blissful Valentine
Author: Amy L. Gale
Genre: Romance
Hosted By: Beautiful Promotions

Straight-laced 19-year-old Brooke Powers has two goals: First, avoid the party scene and all the drama and disaster that go along with it. Second, focus on attaining her Marketing and Business degrees. When her roommate begs her to attend a fraternity party she reluctantly obliges, but gets more than she bargained for when she meets enticingly charismatic fraternity brother, Dean Parker. After a mishap causes her to wake up in the worst possible place she can imagine, she vows to stay away from anything or anyone fraternity related. Staying away from Dean is a daily battle, one she's slowly losing. When her feelings conjure up old demons from the past, her strategically planned future turns into chaos. Brooke is desperate to keep herself on track. Will Dean be her downfall or is he exactly what she needs?

Valentine’s Day isn't always complete bliss.



He stops and meets my gaze, then bends down and grabs a mound of snow, packing into a tight ball. He takes a step back and winds his arm, throwing the snowball straight and fast. It smacks against the metal sign on the far end of the small pond near a cluster of benches, breaking off into a multitude of pieces.
He wipes his hands off on his pants. “Give it a try.”
I shake my head. “No way, I throw like a girl.”
His picks up a mound of snow and packs it together, forming a perfect sphere. He hands me the snowball and stands behind me, pressing his body against mine. My heartbeats thump against my chest, causing a surge of adrenaline to rush through my veins. I tremble, holding the snowball in my right hand. At least I can blame the cold for my shaky arm. He runs his hand down to my wrist and pulls it back, up toward my shoulder.
He rests his head on my shoulder and talks softly into my ear. “Pull your arm back to here and step forward at the same time you throw.” He moves to the side.
Goosebumps form on my neck from his warm breath gliding against my cool skin. My stomach flutters. Here goes nothing. I stare at the metal No Parking sign and pull my arm back, throwing the snowball as I step forward. Tiny fragments of snow fly through the air. A direct hit.
I clap my hands and bounce up and down on my toes. “Holy crap, I actually did it. I didn’t think I could hit the broad side of a barn.” Dean comes over and raises his hand to give me a high five. I lunge forward and pull him into a hug, before I realize what I’m doing. My chest tightens and heat creeps across my cheek.
He wraps his arms around my waist and presses his body against mine. I step back and ease away, dropping my arms to my sides. “We better head back, I’ve still got lots of physics studying to do if I plan on passing the semester.”
He rubs the back of his neck and nods.
I slide my frozen hands into my pockets and hold them in tight fists. Note to self: when I think I’m finished embarrassing myself I’m usually wrong.
The perfect untouched blanket of snow moves into an array of chaos as we turn the corner to my apartment. My heart beats faster with each step I take forward. This walk is taking forever. If I don’t get away from Dean soon, I may end up doing something else I shouldn’t. I mean, we’re just friends. I take a deep breath and slowly exhale as we approach my driveway.
I dig in my purse and pull out my keys. “Thanks for my victory celebration.”
He places his hand in the small of my back on our way toward my steps. “First of many.” His hand moves to my waist.
Summersaults take over my stomach. I step onto the first step. My boot slips along the rim of the concrete edge covered in a thin layer of ice and instantly it knocks me off balance. My hands flail through the air, desperately trying to grab onto anything.
Dean jumps into action, catching me before my head smacks against the hard sidewalk. I grab onto his sculpted bicep and pull myself to my feet.
Fire burns through my cheeks, which are no doubt fire-engine red. I drop my chin to my chest and hunch my shoulders. He lifts my chin and gazes into my eyes. My heart pounds against the walls of my chest. Electric shockwaves flows through my veins. He leans in closer. My lips part and lava flows through my body. He tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear. “I knew you’d fall for me sooner or later.” He places a soft kiss on my cheek and takes a step back, turning and walking away.

 Author Amy Gale
Romance author by night, pharmacist by day, Amy Gale loves rock music and the feel of sand between her toes. She attended Wilkes University where she graduated with a Doctor of Pharmacy degree. In addition to writing, she enjoys baking, scary movies, rock concerts, and reading books at the beach. She lives in the lush forest of Northeastern Pennsylvania with her husband, six cats, and golden retriever.

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1. Can you tell us a bit about the main characters.
Brooke Powers is goal-oriented freshman who wants to focus on her studies and avoid the party scene along with all the trouble that goes along with it.
Dean Parker is an enticingly charismatic fraternity brother and star player on Lakeview U's baseball team.
When Brooke's roommate drags her to a fraternity party, an unexpected mishap causes her wake up in Dean's bed throwing her strategically planned future into complete chaos.

2. How did you think of this story? What inspired you?
Since Dean and Brooke were already a couple in Blissful Tragedy, I wanted to elaborate on their awesome relationship. I decided to go back in time to the girls college years and tell the story. I have to be honest, I was inspired by some of my great college memories.

3. Is there anything special you would like your readers to know about Blissful Valentine?
Valentine's Day isn't always complete bliss.

4. Do you get writers block? How do you cure it?
I think every writer gets writers block at some point or another. I try and look to other sources to cure it, like music or re-watching some of my favorite movies for inspiration.

5. Top 5 Favorite Books
1. Beautiful Disaster
2. The Notebook
3. Fifty Shades of Grey
4. Dark Love
5. Thoughtless

6. I know you are a huge music fan AND Led Zeppelin fan. What songs help you write?
I usually come up with a play list based on the book I'm writing. When I wrote Blissful Valentine, I listened to Thank You by Led Zeppelin, Love Song by Tesla, Lay it on the Line by Triumph, Caught up in you by 38 Special, I Can't Fight this Feeling Anymore by REO Speedwagon, My Kinda Lover by Billy Squire, and Talk Dirty to Me by Poison.

Friday, February 20, 2015

Voodoo Moon ~ Blog Tour

Voodoo Moon: A Moon Sisters Novel

(Paranorm World Book 1)

Voodoo2_areA sinister magic is sweeping across Nash City… To Fiona Moon, it’s just another day at work. And some days, well, they’re a helluva lot worse than others. As a member of the elite Black Blade Guard, Fiona is tasked with hunting down the most-dangerous Paranorm criminals. To find out who is kidnapping mages and sucking the life energy from their bodies, she has to work with the one man that embodies everything she despises. Master Necromancer Ian Barroes, a rich professor of Necromantic Studies, wants only one thing in this world… Fiona. They each hold secrets that could destroy them, but ones that could also be the key to destroying the evil Voodoo priest, Bokor. They must learn to trust each other and track down Bokor before more innocent lives are lost. When Fiona becomes a target of the evil madman, she is lured into his trap. Now, she and Ian have to fight for survival… and their very souls.

Release Date: February 10, 2015
ISBN: paperback 978-1-63422-021-7
ebook: 978-1-63422-022-4



Happy young couple hugging. First love on dark background

About the Paranorm World

Two hundred years ago the world was very different. It was an age of technology and prosperity. There were more than 7 billion people on earth. Magic and paranormal beings were relegated to fiction and myth. In the Technological Age Year 2012 the Earth experienced a natural phenomena which we now call the Cataclysm. There was a polar shift in which the earth’s natural magnetic poles shifted. The polar shift caused a series of natural disasters that changed the landscape of the world. Earthquakes, hurricanes, blizzards, tornadoes, and tsunamis pounded the world leaving devastation and death. Whole cities and even states were leveled by earthquakes and swallowed by the sea. The melting of the polar ice caps caused flooding. Society collapsed. Major cities were leveled by disasters, power plants and refineries were destroyed. The basic infrastructure of the country disintegrated. There was no longer any electricity, public water systems no longer worked. Food supplies dwindled as there was no longer enough gasoline for shipping. At first the government tried to keep order with police and military. But as more and more disasters destroyed major cities and even the capital of the United States, the government crumbled. With no government to pay or command them there was no longer an army or even police forces. Riots abounded, destroying as much property as the disasters. Disasters killed more than half the population in just a few years. Over the next five decades famine, disease, and war killed millions more. Humanities only chance for survival was reliant on those who had long ago become outcasts and myths. Humans who through natural evolution, genetics, or viruses had preternatural abilities. In the ruins of the old civilization, a new one rose up. One that blends technology and magic. One where paranormal beings like mages, vampires and werebeasts live side by side with normal humans.


“This wasn’t done by a necromancer.” Ian’s voice was tight. “No?” Fiona’s voice was filled with barely veiled sarcasm. “I realize you are skeptical. You believe in what you can see or feel. That because you cannot see or feel the energy of spirits, you don’t believe in them.” “No, that is not true. I’m a mage, Ian. My power lies in feeling energy around me, even energy others cannot feel or manipulate. I believe the energy of the dead remains, and can communicate with mages with certain powers—necromancers. “What I do not believe is that all who say they are necromancers, actually are. What I don’t believe is that those who are necromancers always tell the truth. I think they prey on people who are vulnerable and willing to pay anything for a connection with a dead loved one. I think that practice has been going on for hundreds of years… and it’s not likely to stop.” “After all the years you’ve spent working with me and other necromancers, why do you still have such a poor view of us? I can’t think of any case that would cause you to feel that way.” “I hate necromancers because one killed my mother.” She’d said the words calmly, as if she were saying, “The sky is blue.” A calm, factual statement. Her face was devoid of emotion. His mind spun, trying to remember what he knew about Malaina Hernandez and her death. He’d made it his business to know the professional background of any Blade or City Guard he worked with, though his interest in Fiona’s history had been a bit more personal. He had full security clearance within the Blades and had read her mother’s file long ago. From what he remembered, Malaina had been killed taking down a smuggling and slaving gang. The same gang killed her husband nearly seven years before, only Malaina had managed to take down the ringleaders before she’d died. Ian didn’t remember the mention of a necromancer in the files. “A necromancer killed your mother?” He did his best to keep his voice casual. He wasn’t sure how to approach the subject, and was a little surprised she had. “Well, she wasn’t really a necromancer, and she didn’t shove the sword through my mother’s body, but for all intents and purposes, she killed her. She, and others like her, stole my mother’s life long before the blood pumped out onto the ground.” Her voice was cold, hard steel. Though her voice was steady and her face blank, he could see the sorrow of old grief in her eyes. Fiona was not the sharing type, and other than last night in his bed, it was the first time she’d allowed him a glimpse of real emotion. If he pried, she could shut down. If Ian had a weakness, other than his all-consuming desire for Fiona that had not yet been slaked, it was his unfailing curiosity. His curious nature was what drew him to books and learning. It was even what made him teach, because even as he taught his students, he was constantly learning from them. That natural eagerness to know the unknown paired with his feelings for Fiona created a lethal combination. He wanted to know everything about her, what made her happy, what made her sad, all the ways to make her gasp and moan. He knew as much about her past as any outsider could, but that was all academic. Facts. Even though he lived his life by facts, he knew that there was so much more to life, more to knowing Fiona. Right now, something about her mother’s death, that had nothing to do with the public facts, was upsetting her. His need to know more worked against him, until he had to ask her about it. Though he knew he shouldn’t, he couldn’t help himself. “How did a necromancer cause your mother to die?” He wasn’t sure how else to put the question, but once it was said, he knew it had been the wrong thing to say. Her eyes flashed with anger. “Look, Barroes, just because we are sleeping together doesn’t mean you get to stick your nose into my life and ask about things that are none of your business.”


Reviews of Voodoo Moon

If I could describe in 3 words right now~ truly epic heroine!
— Missy, Miss Devours Delish Reads

If you enjoy a story that will keep you on the edge of your seat while pulling your heart in with each captivating word and breathtaking character, then look no further.
— Amber, The Wonderings of One Person Blog

Here’s everything I love in a book: Post-Apocalyptical, paranormal beings, magic, mystery, and of course, romance. Add to that soul-sucking beasts, zombies, and missing persons
and you get one heck of a story.
— Cara, Smile Somebody Loves You Book Blog

Freakin’. Loved. It.
— Michelle Pickett, author of “Unspeakable” and “PODs”

I was drawn into the narrative from the opening prologue, and I completely enjoyed it.
— Sara, Platypire Reviews


About June Stevens

June is a geek girl, fat chick, unrepentant romantic and bestselling romance author. While she writes in various subgenres all of her stories will always have one thing in common: Romance. Lots and lots of romance. June writes full time and is both independently and traditionally published. In her role as an indie author she is also a PR person, web designer, cover designer, graphic designer, marketing executive, small business owner, and all around June of All Trades. When not working she can be found making jewelry, reading, cooking, or watching geeky movies with her husband and snuggling with her 5...YES 5, furbabies. Notice cleaning wasn't listed... June Stevens is the pen name for DJ Westerfield.

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