Friday, October 24, 2014

Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: Payback is Sweet by @krissygirl122

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covergifTitle: Payback is Sweet
Series: Love Gamble Series #1
Author: Kristy Centeno
Audience: New Adult
Genre: Romance
Formats: E-Book
Publisher: Blushing Book Publications
Editor: Staci Taylor
Date Published: August 21, 2014










 
 
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Janessa Rowe is a twenty one year old college girl with little respect for other people. She’s a rich, spoiled brat of a girl who gets her kicks out of humiliating others. When she discovers that her boyfriend of three years has in fact engaged in a physical relationship with someone else, Janessa will stop at nothing to get a little payback. Even if that means using her new rival’s disgruntled fiancĂ©e to get what she wants.
Dakota Blackwater is everything Janessa is not. He’s kind, sweet, gentle, and a stand-up guy all in all, but when his girlfriend’s betrayal hurts more than his pride, he agrees to take part in a plan that will test both their self-restraints and their feelings for one another.
Problems arise, however, when Janessa’s interest for Dakota shifts from being a pawn to achieve her ultimate goal, to potential lover. After having her heart broken in the past, the last thing she wants is to get involved in matters of the heart, but how can she follow through with her plan when the more time she spends with Dakota, the less she cares about getting payback? Sooner rather than later they are forced to confront the reality that their game has slowly transformed into something else and that what seemed like a scheme to exact revenge, now comprises both their hearts in ways neither of them anticipated.
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“Trust that no matter what happens, I won’t hate or resent you.” I gave him the green light, but I really shouldn’t have because I needed to sort out my feelings first. Because, even when I tried hard to deny it, there was something about Dakota that I couldn’t just walk away from. There was something about him that I found irresistible. I had no idea what that was or why I insisted on putting myself in a position I might come to regret later, but nothing was lost without a gamble. The deck of cards was in my hands, I just needed to figure out when to make the first move.
“Janessa, this could really turn out to be something neither of us is expecting or is ready for,” he said cautiously. “There’s only so much of me I can give.”
“Yes, and that doesn’t mean it’ll be bad.” Staring directly into his eyes, I added, “Besides, nothing needs to happen. If it does, I’m sure we’re both adult enough to handle it.”
It was not like I was asking for commitment or anything. And nothing was written down so I could either end up with a really good friend, or a good memory of a once lover—hopefully anyway.
“We’ll just have to see,” he finally replied.
“Good. Now take off your shirt and lie down.
 
 
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Name: Janessa Rowe

Age: 21

Hair: Chestnut - brown

Eyes: Blue

Likes: Shopping, spending money, speeding, procrastinating

Hates: Clingy boys, lectures, being ignored, not getting her way

Bio: Janessa Rowe is a young woman used to being able to impose her will on others. She’s determined, up-front to the point of being cruel, and has little patience when it comes to dealing with problems that are not her own. Having been forgotten by her only living relative after a series of tragedies, Janessa finds solace in seeking attention from others even if it’s not in the most appropriate ways. She has more enemies than she does friends, but in spite of her countless diva moments, she cares very deeply for the few friends she does have and would do anything for them.

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Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?

My worst quality? I don’t even think I have any. Okay. Well, maybe that’s not entirely true. People tell me I’m conceded, and downright mean. Personally, I think they’re just jealous.

What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?

That I’m not as hot-tempered as they make me up to be. Of course, it would help if I limited the amount of insults that come out of my mouth every day.

What is your biggest secret something no one knows about?

That, I can’t, and I won’t, talk about. Sorry.

What are you most afraid of?

Falling in love.

What do you want more than anything?

To fall in love and not end up hurt.

What is your relationship status?

Happily single.

How would you describe your sense of fashion?

I’m a fashion diva. I love designer clothes, shoes, bags. You name it.

How much of a rebel are you?

I do what I want. I say what I want with complete disregard of others. Does that count as being rebellious?

What do you considered to be your greatest achievement?

Resuming my life after my mother’s death. Nothing has been easy for me since, but I have tried to do the best with what I have.

What is your idea of happiness?

A huge shopping spree. Nothing takes my mind out of the gutters more than a trip to my favorite designer stores.

What is your current state of mind?

Calm. I think. Well, I am right now anyway.

What is your most treasured possession?

The only thing I treasure is the good memories I have, which are not many.

What is your most marked characteristic?

Some would say my large, blue eyes.

What is it that you, most dislike?

People like me.

Which living person do you, most despise?

Do I have to pick just one? Because I’d have to name a few and I don’t think we have the time.

What is your greatest regret?

Trusting all the wrong people.

What is the quality you most like in a man?

Frankness. Sincerity. Honesty. Nothing beats that.

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

Peppiness, I guess.

Who is your favorite hero in fiction?

Don’t have one.

Which living person do you most admire?

My best friend, Audrey Yates.

If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

I don’t really want to admit this aloud, but since you’ve put me on the spot then I guess I have to be honest myself and confess that my nasty attitude has to change. Not that I can guarantee that it will.

What is your motto?

Live. Laugh. Love.

 
 
 
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1 x $ 20.00 Amazon Giftcard.
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clip_image008Kristy Centeno is an author of paranormal romance, young adult, new adult, horror, and contemporary romance.
She has always had a passion for books and after years of being an avid reader, she decided to transform her desire to write into a reality and thus, her first novel was born. In her journey to create memorable reads, she has delved into several genres, creating fictional characters meant to entice readers and captivate the mind.
She is currently working on finishing off the Keeper Witches series among other projects, which include sequels to her published work. When she’s not busy taking care of her five children or holding down the fort, she finds time to sit and do what she loves the most: writing.



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Tour Schedule - Two Week Blog Tour for Payback is Sweet by Kristy Centeno from Oct 13 to Oct 30, 2014.
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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: Seraphina: Initiation by @Sheena_Hutch

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clip_image002Seraphina: Initiation

Seraphina Series

Book Two

Sheena Hutchinson

Genre: Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Hutchinson Publishing

Date of Publication: 10/20/2014

ISBN: 1502319608

ASIN: B00NE4Q7J2

Number of pages: 200

Word Count: 60,000

Cover Artist: Andrea Garcia

Book Description:

Seraphina Cross is unexpectedly thrown into this crazy, spiritual world of Angels versus Demons. Never did she expect to meet Nate who was just a figment of her imagination until last week. Now she finds herself moving in with him because of her innate responsibility to protect her loved ones from harm.

Finally beginning to feel at home in her new house and with her new relationship. Nate begins training Sera in all that she can do, surprising even himself at times.

Just when she is starting to feel safe and powerful, the Devil finds a new way to attack her at her most vulnerable.

When her dreams are no longer a gift, can Sera control the powers needed to defeat what's coming before Lucifer fulfills his promise to her?

Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/GFFT-_DAuZk

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Climbing the three steps, I turn to Nate and state, “I want to cook!” as I push him into his seat in the breakfast nook.

“Are you sure?” he asks me knowing full well I have no culinary skills and we could conjure a meal in seconds. I could attempt to conjure a meal, but to be honest I crave some normalcy.

“How bad can I screw up eggs?” I joke over my shoulder as I’m checking the cabinets for a frying pan. When I find it I open the refrigerator for some eggs. As I open the door, I feel the cold hit my bare legs and I’m suddenly fully aware I’m wearing nothing but a short, sheer, silk nightgown. I’m beginning to feel Nate’s eyes all over me. I take a calming breath, grab a few eggs, and turn to the stove pretending not to notice. I turn the flame on when he finally speaks.

“I feel useless! Can’t I do something?” he asks with a smirk I know implies more than he says.

“Uh, you can make the toast!” I turn around and joke, but he rises. Passing me so close he just barely makes contact, but I can sense his body heat radiating towards me. He pops a few slices of toast into the toaster before I feel his body heat behind me again. My body stiffens when my senses begin to go haywire. Then I feel his fingers touch my waist through my nightgown sliding themselves lightly up and down the side of my body. With his other hand I feel him move my hair to one side, over my shoulder as he gently places a kiss on the back of my neck. His body heat is rising behind me as he kisses down my neck to the tip of my shoulder. I close my eyes relishing in his touch and let my senses feel him. I let myself feel him, his touch, his emotions, his heat. I can sense him, and… smell him? I smell something else, something burning. I look over to see the toast hasn’t popped back up. Regrettably and slowly pulling away, I walk across to the toaster and pull out the black bread.

“I give you one job!” I joke waiving the burnt toast in his direction.

“Sorry, I was distracted!” he defends mockingly looking down like a puppy in trouble.

“Well, don’t let it happen again.” I parentally joke back as I throw the blackened bread at him playfully. He flashes me a heart-stopping smirk before sitting back in his place while I serve him his eggs. We eat breakfast in silence. It’s hard to put into human words, but it’s as if there’s some unspoken connection in the room. One that we are both aware we want, but we don’t want to act on it. So instead, we sit staring at each other, basking in the emotion the other is giving off for what seems like forever until Nate breaks the silence.

“Okay,” he leans back throwing his arms up in defeat, “I think it’s time you put some real clothes on so we can get some actual work done today!”

I giggle looking down at the nightgown that’s hugging my body before getting up to change. I’m almost down the stairs when I hear,

“Aren’t you going to clean up your mess?” Nate asks in his stern training mode voice.

“What?” I flash back around to ask in surprise.

“I think it’s time you try using your mind powers, clean this up,” he replies trying not to move his eyes lower than my hazel ones.

I sigh before closing my eyes, trying to remember how Nate explained using them. I focus my mind on all the dishes being clean and tucked back into their little places in the

cabinets before snapping my fingers. I open one eye first to check the table, when I see all the plates are missing from the table I open the other. I smile proudly, shrug my shoulders before turning around and dashing upstairs to put on something more, appropriate.

A few minutes later, I’m running down the stairs in my training clothes and my hand excitedly reaches for the front door when I hear Nate cough behind me. I turn to see him standing in the dining room. Confused, I walk towards him.

“Aren’t we going for a run?” I ask him pointing over my shoulder to the door behind

me.

“I’m sorry Sera, but we can’t go outside anymore. If you need to release some

energy I made a treadmill in the basement.”

I freeze staring past him and out the glass wall of the dining room at all the trees and the gorgeous cliff and my heart sinks. I can’t go outside anymore? I can’t feel the sun on my face? The wind in my hair? The heartbeat of the earth? I’m a prisoner in my own house. I know this is because of the bear yesterday and that this is for my own safety, but I can’t help feeling my heart drop and I know Nate can see it sprawled all over my face.

“I’m sorry Sera, but until you are trained you shouldn’t be in harm’s way… consciously, not if I can help it.”

I can’t be mad at Nate he’s only trying to protect me, but I can’t help the resentment I feel. I turn around without a word, open the basement door against the side of the staircase, and slam it behind me as I descend the stairs. When I reach the last step, I eye the plain cement basement with the treadmill in the middle of the room. He has set up a flat screen television with a picture of the forest, but it doesn’t help. Looking around, in this dreary training facility I notice there are no windows or air. I can’t help the anger I feel, but instead of thinking about it, I try and focus it. I turn the treadmill up and run. I run as fast as the stupid machine will go. I run, trying to escape all the anger, all the sadness, all the confusion and all the other weird feelings I can’t put into words. I run until all my overwhelming emotions produce a tear. I feel it begin to trace its way down my cheek. As if in slow motion, I see the singular tear drop all the way down to the belt before my foot extends and I step on it. I slam my foot down as if I’m repressing all the depressing feelings, all the anger I harbor. Somehow in all that is going on I realize the old, depressed, weak Sera is gone. She died that night in the middle of the street. The only thing that remains is Seraphina. She is strong, confident, and she is who I need to become. I slam my hand down on the ‘Stop’ button and jump off the treadmill wiping my cheek before heading upstairs, ready to learn how to become who I need to be.

character interview

Character Name: Jack

Character Bio: 

Stud-ly blonde haired coffee shop owner in the town of Angelica, NY. Sera soon found out that Jack had a secret of his own—he can talk to spirits. They became close friends, although that was never the direction he wanted the relationship to go. They tried their hand at dating, if one date constitutes ‘dating.’ Needless to say, it didn’t work out. Jack has pledged his life to getting Sera back by any means possible.

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Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?

Worst: When I fall in love, I fall hard

Best: Undying Loyalty

What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?

I’m extremely hardworking and determined.

What is your biggest secret something no one knows about?

Well, besides Sera—no one knows that when I was 16 I started hearing voices, dead voices to be exact. Some people call me a medium, others say I have ‘the sight’ but nothing can describe how powerful I am getting now.

What are you most afraid of?

Retribution.

What do you want more than anything?

Seraphina Cross, the beautiful, red haired siren that haunts my dreams and continually breaks my heart.

What is your relationship status?

I’m working on it.

How would you describe your sense of fashion?

Business casual, emphasis on casual and sprinkled with coffee stains.

How much of a rebel are you?

You’d be surprised.

What do you considered to be your greatest achievement?

My first kiss with Sera. It took all my courage for that one moment.

What is your idea of happiness?

Watching Sera deep in thought as she curls up in the green chair in the corner of my shop sipping my coffee.

What is your current state of mind?

Determined.

What is your most treasured possession?

Sera’s phone number written on an old receipt, okay, am I coming off pathetic now?

What is it that you, most dislike?

Men that fall from the sky and steal my girl... yea that’s gotta be at the top of my list!

Which living person do you, most despise?

Ugh, that Abercrombie & Fitch Angel wanna-be, Nate.

What is your greatest regret?

Letting Sera slip through my fingers.

What is the quality you most like in a man?

Who cares, I don’t trust men.

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

Angel blood, mixed with intelligence, beauty, inner strength and passion.

Who is your favorite hero in fiction?

Who wants to be a hero? That’s no fun, my favorite villain would be Lord Voldemort, because you just can’t kill him. He may be quiet for a few years, but he’s coming back stronger than ever before.

Which living person do you most admire?

Okay, this is definitely going to sound super sappy—but I have to say I admire Sera, the way she’s dealt with all that’s happened and she has never faltered. I just hope that I can be that strong for her one day.

If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

Well, maybe if I owned wings and not a coffeehouse I’d get Sera’s attention.

What is your motto?

Never give up!

 

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Sheena is a born and raised New Yorker, even her writing can't seem to hide her hard sarcasm. She claims destiny has lead her back to her true passion for writing.

She constantly strives to be a positive role model and writes stories that empower and inspire. Sheena always roots for the underdog, believes in love at first sight, and that everyone should have their happily ever after.

While God is currently still writing her love story, she continues to put all her effort into her writing as she is constantly getting new inspiration.

For more info, updates, and fun facts visit her website at www.SheenaHutchinson.com

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Book Blast& Top Ten: Beacon of Sound by @authorrmgarry

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The Noir Dera

Book 1

R.M. Garry

Genre: Paranormal Romance

ISBN: 9781310047725

ASIN: B00LSSP92C

Number of pages: 247

Word Count: 86,260

Cover Artist: Brandi Doane McCann

Book Description:

There is no way to fight desire and destiny. Marie is going to learn that the only way to win is to give in.

Marie DeLou has everything a successful counselor could ever want. Her mental health practice is thriving and she can help most clients without trying. In addition to a great career, she’s married to a sexy, doting neurologist. Marie has convinced herself that her perfect life is quiet and nothing will change it. Little does she know that a freight train of a man named Patrick Alvang is about to tear right through her quiet existence and turn the world as she knows it upside down.

Prince Patrick Alvang of the Noir Dera has one job to do. His mission is to reveal the truth to Marie and save her from the danger lurking within her walls. The plan is simple that is, until he gets to know the damsel in distress and decides he wants to devour her instead. Saying that Marie is stubborn would be an understatement, so he’ll have to play dirty if he wants to save the damsel and claim Marie as his Na-Ou. Saving a reluctant woman is hard work, but Patrick is sure to enjoy every last erotic second of his undertaking.

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Ahmose Sept Anno held her daughter’s hand close. They were completing a nightly ritual. Her young daughter Marie loved to take long walks and they always walked in the park or open field behind the aquatic complex. The scent of freshly cut grass and nature always left them feeling peaceful, and her young daughter needed to walk in order to remain calm. At the age of 12 the child had already shown amazing power through music.

Marie could recreate any sound she had ever heard on any instrument. While she clung to the cello as if it was her very breath, she took every opportunity to touch all instruments. Ahmose took her to Naples once a week to play the piano at a studio. From the small, migrant community of Immokalee in which they called home, the journey usually took about an hour. It was worth the long drive because the joy and light in Marie's eyes filled Ahmose with love.

She had been raising Marie alone since she fled her homeland with her mother and house sisters. They had all since split in hopes of hiding from the darkness that was out for their blood and power. Ahmose’s mother spent hours weaving spells from the wind in order to preempt any strikes against them. They had both decided that Marie would be encouraged to pursue her passion for music but would never be allowed to learn about the significance of her power. As long as Marie did not open herself to the Ether, no one would know of her existence. Every time Marie asked about her abilities, they just told her she was special and loved by all Gods.

No matter how much she masked her powers, Ahmose knew danger was only a heartbeat away. She and her mother both felt it, and every day they felt the dark powers in Immokalee growing. Something had finally caught up with them. They worked even harder to protect Marie. Ahmose was not afraid of dying; she was afraid that both her and Gran would be killed leaving Marie at the mercy of the Dera, and she could never allow that to happen. Once this walk was over, she would double her efforts and pull more power from the new God they now served.

After hiding in Haiti, their powers had been recognized by the Haitian Vodou Loa Loko. He was the only God that could make an individual a Hougan or Mambo. He had borne witness to their past and had blessed them with power, protection, and safe passage to the United States. They could never reveal their power to others or attempt to reconnect with their former God the Ether. If they chose to break that vow, they would be left open to danger and never allowed back into the fold of power.

For many reasons, Marie's powers had to be suppressed. They would have to willingly sacrifice themselves in order to help Marie gain her full powers. They would have to return to the Ether and leave Marie behind, and they were not willing to do that. As long as they both lived, the young, powerful musician that she had given birth to would be safe and remain alive.

"Mommy, did you hear me?” Marie's soft voice floated to her ears.

"Yes, dearest, I heard you. What instrument do you want to play now?” Ahmose replied.

"I had a dream about an Erhu. The music was so beautiful and sad, and the woman playing it had glowing eyes. She looked as though she wanted to cry but had to hold it in. The Erhu was crying for her and telling the world of her sadness.”

Ahmose drew in a sharp breath. The instruments were starting to call Marie, she thought. They were showing her the future. The Erhu is a Chinese violin. It had been used for centuries by different ethnic groups in China and throughout the world to convey emotions through music. Their neighbor Lan Yi had only played the instrument once in Marie’s presence but Marie was able to recognize it in a dream.

Before she could speak, she heard the sound of walking thunder.

The thunder was not coming from the sky; it was more of a thundering vibration that was coming towards them. Her heart began to race. They were here, and they were going to take Marie away. She had to protect Marie.

"Run daughter! Do not question me, just run!” Ahmose cried out.

They began to run and Ahmose called to the Vodou Loa Loko and began to draw on her powers as a mambo. She called for a spell of protection which descended upon her as she began to run faster.

Ahmose had a moment of relief that was immediately shattered as she realized that Marie was not covered by her protection. Loko would only protect the Hougans and Mambos, and Marie had not yet been inducted into that life. She would be protected while the life of her daughter was drained.

"Manman, what is that?” asked Marie. “I hear dark music. It is so scary.”

"Hush my daughter. I will protect you.”

Without warning, Ahmose and Marie were frozen still. Dark hands wrapped around Ahmose’s throat and she began to wheeze. The hands squeezed tighter and tighter. Marie saw the hands and began to cry.

"Rete w ap toufe l'! Stop, you’re choking her! Mommy, mommy!” screamed Marie as Ahmose called more power.

The hands around her throat began to ease. A second pair of hands began to close around Marie's throat. Ahmose did not think or hesitate.

"Do not cry daughter. Let the Erhu cry for you!”

Ahmose called forward her power of Earth. “I call on the power of Earth. Bind and protect my daughter, Marie Sept Anno. I open myself to the Ether. May its blessing be upon my daughter, the Beacon.”

There was a sound of fibers ripping as dark brown waves poured from the Sky and into Ahmose. She immediately shot her hands forward and ripped through the dark body strangling Marie. Marie started to wheeze, then caught her breath. The dark powers began to disappear except for one. She heard a familiar voice say, "What shall be our payment, Loko? Your mambo has broken her vow. You must pay the cost of her treason.” The figure then began to laugh.

Ahmose was prepared and knew what was coming. In an instant, her protective shields vanished and the dark hands returned to her throat. "I shall finally have your power, Beacon of Earth.” Ahmose would never let her powers be drained; she made her final sacrifice for her daughter. "Thank you, Loko, for your protection. My family will never be able to repay you. I take my punishment freely for breaking my vow.”

She looked at Marie and whispered, "I love you, Marie, daughter of my land.”

"Mommy, what are you saying? Let her go, please let her go!”

Ahmose looked to the sky as her throat began to close. "I call to the Ether, return me to your peace. Take Marie, the beacon of my womb, as my gift and sacrifice. Send my power to your first daughter, my mother. May it be there when she’s ready to receive your blessings? Oh great Ether, return me home.”

A flash of light hit the sky and blue power poured into Marie. Ahmose took one last breath and died. The dark power left her body in a heap on the ground as the figure of a woman shrouded by darkness moved towards Marie with malevolent intent. As she got close, a strong wind blew her away. The wind wrapped itself around Marie who was lying on top of her mother's body. "Manman, please wake up! It’s okay, you can breathe now. The mean lady is gone.” The wind blew in Marie's ears and whispered "Don't cry daughter; let the Erhu cry for you.”

Marie began to shiver as waves of blue light began to flow from her body. A sad melody filled the air, it was the music of an Erhu. Jia Peng Fang's “Cherry Blossoms” could be heard throughout the field and down the block. Marie shook and shivered but she never cried. She felt the wind return and her body was lifted off of her mother. Ahmose’s body rose up into the air and began to turn into brown waves and wind. The waves mixed with the wind and started floating away as the music grew louder. The brown waves wound themselves around Marie and lifted her up. After a few minutes, she was place on the ground and the waves disappeared into the sky. Marie laid down and did not get up. She waited in that very spot, hoping to wake up from this nightmare.

Femi Sept Anno felt the moment her daughter left the mortal plain. She felt her heart breaking. She put her fist to her mouth and held back her tears. She called out to the winds, "Find my granddaughter!” The winds obeyed and took her to Marie. She found Marie lying on the ground. Ahmose was gone. "Marie! Come to me! Let me take you home.” It was then that Marie opened her eyes as Femi saw something that she had prayed to never see in her granddaughter's eyes. The innocent girl she loved was gone. Sadness, fear, and hopelessness were the only things left in her brown, almost mortal eyes. She lifted her granddaughter into her arms and went home. This was only the beginning. One day she would have to give up the mortal world in order to protect Marie. Until that time, they would go home.

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Top Ten Sexy Songs from Beacon of Sound

Beacon of Sound had a huge playlist. As an author, I believe that all stories should have their own soundtrack. Music intensifies every emotion a character experiences. The right song also has the potential to melt panties. This is my list of top ten sexy songs from the Beacon of Sound playlist.

1. Wicked Games- The Weeknd

This song is very explicit. If you can get past the naughty words, well you are in for a true erotic treat. The Weeknd’s voice is addictive. He could read the ingredients on a shampoo bottle and still make me melt. Ok, I need to move on before I get too distracted.

2. Sail- AWOLNATION

This song may seem off the wall but just listen to the lead singer’s voice. It is gritty and passionate. He makes no apologies for his behavior or approach to love. He just wants to you to give in and sail away with him. He is the reason Marie had a very hard time resisting…read the story, I won’t spoil it for you.

3. Feenin-Jodeci

If you grew up in the 90s, there is no reason for me to explain this song. It gets me into trouble every time I play it around my husband. Yes, I play it often.

4. An Tout Franchiz- K-Dans (Haitian Kompa Music)

Haitian men are extremely passionate. This song is all about lust and passion. The lead singer is clear about his intentions not being romantic. He wants to do naughty things to his lover. His voice combined with the music makes me fan my face. You don’t need to understand the words to know that this man is very bad.

5. Moments in Love- Art of Noise

Art of Noise perfected the art of erotic music. This song screams four play.

6. The Language Of Sound (Slow Edit)-Enigma

Both versions of this song are very erotic. The slow edit is the one that puts the image of slow, delicious torture in your mind. Think of a long deep sensual oil massage followed by… I need to move on. I still have four more songs.

7. Will you be ready- Deep Forest

The lyrics of this song are not exactly about tearing your clothes off but it is still a sexy song. Use your imagination. Her sultry voice makes you release control and allow your lover to take you higher than you have ever been.

8. La Traviata: Preludio to Act 3-Nuremberg Symphonic Orchestra

Think of a sweet and gentle love scene and this song would definitely be playing in the background

9. Softest Place on Earth-Xscape

This is another song that makes you slow down and enjoy every second of the experience.

10. My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark – Fall Out Boy

I know you are doing a double take right now but let me explain. I love rock and I am a sucker for a song full of power and angry guitars. You can’t tell me that this song doesn’t make you want to do it pinned to wall while holding onto your lover for dear life. I didn’t use the song for a love scene, but man it is hot!!!

Thank you for allowing me to corrupt you with my sexy top ten list. I hope you do very naughty things while listening to this playlist.

R.M. Garry

 

 

 

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Book Blast & Interview : Warrior by @CaraBristol

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clip_image002_thumb[1]Warrior

Breeder Series

Book 3

Cara Bristol

Genre: Sci-fi/fantasy romance

Date of Publication: Oct. 21, 2014

ISBN: 978-0-9908052-0-5

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Number of pages:

Word Count: 65K

Cover Artist: Mina Carter

Book Description:

A female yearning for freedom. A male armed with determination. Can they save their people?

As a despotic Qalin marches through Parseon intent on conquering every province, Commander Marlix pledges his sister to another Alpha to protect her. Desperate to decide her own fate, Anika flees and finds refuge with the guerilla resistance movement against Qalin. Marlix’s beta Urazi, a male of lesser status, tracks her intending to bring her home to fulfill her duty.

But when love blossoms between them, and provinces fall to Qalin, Anika and Urazi realize home has ceased to exist and they alone are all that stand between the people of Parseon and the end of the world.

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She stared at the bloodied body. “Is Grogan dead?”

Urazi knelt and checked for a pulse against the alpha’s neck. “Yes.” He peered up at her. “Who is he to you? Has he used you?”

“Monto, no!” she gasped, not considering the alpha’s intentions pertinent. “Grogan is the leader of the Guerilla Resistance against Qalin and Artom, which I have joined,” she explained. Urazi’s eyes narrowed, and she added, “Grogan was training me and other breeders to fight.” Breeders could approach a sentry without arousing his suspicion then immobilize him, allowing male guerillas to storm the post and secure it. She thrust back her shoulders with defiant pride. She, a female, was capable of supporting the war effort in a productive way.

Urazi rose to his feet to examine the paper target. “You are an excellent sharpshooter, but winning a battle requires more than skill with a crossbow. You would not fare well in hand-to-hand combat.”

Anika shrugged. “If I have a crossbow, I will not need to engage in hand-to-hand combat.”

“Did it help you today?” Urazi strode to Grogan’s body, and yanked up his bloodied uniform shirt. Attached to the alpha’s nipple was an insignia ring. Urazi unclipped it and carried it over to her.

Anika stared. A single star. Province one. Qalin.

“You have joined with the enemy to strike against your own people? You would betray your Alpha? Your sibling?”

Qalin’s insignia lay in Urazi’s palm, damning, but untrue. So untrue. “No! How could you say that? The Resistance plans to strike against Qalin. Against Artom.”

Urazi tucked the star into his uniform pouch.

“But maybe Grogan is an infiltrator acting alone,” she argued, fighting against the insidious memories; the ease with which she’d been accepted into the camp when her comrades learned of her familiarity with both Marlix’s and Dak’s provinces; Grogan’s constant but subtle questions about locations. He’d asked if she’d ever encountered Marlix himself. At the time, she’d feigned ignorance of the latter, fearing they would send her back to him.

Anika clutched her throat. What if Urazi’s accusation was correct?

“If he were an ordinary alpha or beta, I might concede it possible. But he is—by your account—the leader. I do not believe in coincidence. I have been observing the camp. Neither Marlix nor Dak would have sent females into combat.

“The Resistance you are so proud to be a part of is using you as expendable cannon fodder.”

character interview

Character Name: Anika, heroine of Warrior

Character Bio: I am a Parseon female. As with all females, when I reached maturity, my sire sent me to a Breeder Containment Facility in hopes that an alpha would purchase me and I could provide him with sons. But instead, a beta male bought me and we moved to the Enclave, where I got used to freedoms I’d never had before. But then Jergan was killed, and my brother Marlix arranged for me to become the breeder of an Alpha Commander. But that is not what I want anymore.

Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?

My worst quality is that I am selfish. Instead of performing my duty to Parseon by producing sons for Commander Ilian, I ran away. My best quality? I’m a good shot with a crossbow.

What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?

It is best that they don’t know anything, otherwise I’ll never be able to kill Qalin.

What is your biggest secret something no one knows about?

I have many secrets. I have joined the Guerilla Resistance Movement against Alpha Qalin, who is trying to become sole Commander of Parseon. And I have great regard for Urazi, my brother’s former aide and partner, but I know he does not share my feelings. His loyalty lies with my brother. Also, people think I am an alpha (a male of status), and not a female.

What are you most afraid of?

On a personal level, being sent to Commander Ilian to become his breeder. For my people, I fear that Commander Qalin will conquer all of Parseon, and then the former will not matter.

What do you want more than anything?

Freedom.

What is your relationship status?

Status? I have no status. I am female.

How would you describe your sense of fashion?

I dress in accordance with Protocol. I wear a beige shift, like all breeders--except when I am disguised as an alpha male. Then I wear the regulation gray alpha uniform.

How much of a rebel are you?

I have violated Protocol repeatedly, and there is a bounty of $150 gilia on my head. I have also killed a man who threatened me. Does that make me a rebel?

What is your idea of happiness?

To be free and to have the regard of a male.

What is your current state of mind?

Determined. Scared.

What is your most treasured possession?

By Protocol, I am not permitted to own anything. I have my uniform, and a pair of Terran boots I borrowed from a friend.

What is it that you, most dislike?

Veronians. They’re aliens from another planet. They’re scaly, dangerous, and they smell.

Which living person do you most despise?

Qalin. He is the most monstrous Alpha Commander ever born.

What is your greatest regret?

That Urazi will never regard me in the way I regard him.

What is the quality you most like in a man?

Kindness.

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

Their giving nature and attention to duty.

Who is your favorite hero in fiction?

– Under Protocol, females are not permitted to read. I would be flogged if I was caught with a book.

Which living person do you most admire?

My friend Tara the Terran. She has more liberties than any other female I know. She surprised me, though, when she surrendered some of her freedoms to become my brother’s breeder. She could choose to do anything she wanted, but she chose that.

If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

I would want more courage to face the things I needed to face.

What is your motto?

In Parseon we have only one motto: “Sacrifice of the one for the many.”

 

 

abouttheauthor

Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently calls Missouri home. She has a husband and two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling the world.

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