Blazing #BlogTour: Dream Me by Kathryn Berla

Dream Me
Kathryn Berla
Published by: Amberjack Publishing
Publication date: July 11th 2017
Genres: Romance, Time-Travel, Young Adult

Zat is a dreamer from the distant future—a time when humans no longer dream and Earth is a desolate wasteland. He dreams of the beautiful Earth of the past, and a fiery-haired beauty named Babe. Against the wisdom of his peers, Zat decides to risk everything to travel back in time and live in Babe’s dreams…

Babe is the perpetual new girl in town. Her father’s job frequently moves the family around the country, and Babe just longs for a place to call home. As she settles into the sleepy town of Sugar Dunes, Florida, Babe begins to have strange dreams of a green-eyed boy named Zat. Night after night, Babe shows Zat her world. But the dreams come at the cost of nearly crippling migraines every morning. Babe’s life outside of her dreams pales in comparison to her growing love for Zat and their time spent together.

But the more time Babe and Zat spend together in her dreams, the more Babe’s pain increases, and Zat begins to question the reality of his existence. How can he live a life with Babe, when all they have is her dreams?

Can a dream become a reality?

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10 Things I Wish I Knew About Being an Author I Didn’t Know Before

  • You don’t have to wait for that perfect story idea to come to you. If you do, you might be waiting forever. Anything can be turned into a story if you allow your imagination to run loose. Every adult on the planet probably has at least ten good stories within them.
  • Don’t think that you’re the master of your story. Your story will take on a life of its own and you might not be able to control it or even fully comprehend it until much later. Much of what you discover about your story will come from reader feedback.
  • You might uncover something about yourself in your story that you weren’t even aware of. Again, reader feedback is often the tool for this self-discovery. Writing is cathartic but its therapeutic qualities are not always immediately apparent.
  • Even though you write for the love of your craft, unless you plan on storing your work in your laptop forever you must also view it as a business. An author needs to wear two hats—creator and manager. If you’re uncomfortable selling yourself, you’re in the wrong business.
  • The best friends you will have as an author are fellow authors with whom you can commiserate. They will prop you up when you need it and, in turn, you will do the same for them. Family and friends are crucial but only a fellow author will understand your highs and lows. I can’t overstate how important my author friends are to me.
  • You will come to think of your stories as your children. You must resist the urge to be overly protective and force yourself to view them with an objective eye.
  • Nothing will serve you quite as well as a thick skin. No matter who you are, not everyone is going to love what you’ve written and you either have to have the ability to internalize that truth or else be able to shut out all external noise.
  • Write what makes you excited. If you try to jump on a trend it will be over by the time your story is ready to be marketed to agents. If you think you know what agents or publishers want—you don’t. Agents are just people. If they sense your enthusiasm for what you’ve written, they’ll be more inclined to share in it.
  • Don’t be afraid to read as much as possible out of fear you might inadvertently use someone else’s idea. No two stories are the same even if they cover the exact same ground. The beauty of storytelling is that every story is imprinted with the author’s own narrative DNA. There are probably only five to ten original stories in the world and every novel is just a retelling of one of those.
  • I heard Ed Sheeran say this in an interview and I agree. If you’re hungry to succeed in your field and you’re willing to work as hard as you can to improve your craft, you will succeed if you don’t have a Plan B. If you have a Plan B you’re more likely to give up prematurely. Obviously, you need to have money to eat and pay the rent, but don’t ever give up on the part of your life that inspires you to reach for the stars.

Author Bio:

Kathryn Berla graduated from the University of California at Berkeley as an English major. She has lived in many different countries in Europe, Asia, the Middle East and Africa. She currently resides in the San Francisco Bay Area.

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#newrelease She Was Here by Marie Skye @authormarieskye

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Grayson
If I had to use one word to describe my wife, it would be Mine.
Emmalin is my life, my love, and the mother of my child.
She’s given me more than I deserve, and more than I ever wanted.
Nothing ever came easy for us.
Fight hard, Fuck harder.
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But how do I fight for everything and prove my innocence when nothing makes sense and lies start to sound like the truth? How do I hold onto the only woman I’ve ever loved, even if she asks me to let her go? I can’t. She’s the one I refuse to lose….
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Blazing #BlogTour: The Duchess And The Highwayman by Beverley Oakley

The Duchess and the Highwayman
By Beverley Oakley

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A duchess disguised as a lady’s maid; a gentleman parading as a highwayman.
She’s on the run from a murderer, he’s in pursuit of one…

In a remote Norfolk manor, Phoebe, Lady Cavanaugh is wrongfully accused by her servants of her brutal husband’s murder.

There’s little sympathy in the district for the duchess who’s taken a lover and made clear she despised her husband. The local magistrate has also vowed revenge since Lady Cavanaugh rebuffed his advances.

When Phoebe is discovered in the forest wearing only a chemise stained with the blood of her murdered husband, she persuades the noble ‘highwayman’ who rescues her that she is Lady Cavanaugh’s maidservant.
Hugh Redding has his own reasons for hunting down the man who would have Phoebe tried and hanged for murder. He plans to turn ‘the maidservant with aspirations above her station’ into the ‘lady’ who might testify against the very villain who would see Phoebe dead.

But despite the fierce attraction between Phoebe and the ‘highwayman’, Phoebe is not in a position to admit she’s the ‘murderous duchess’ hunted across the land.

Seizing an opportunity to strike at the social and financial standing of the man who has profited by her distress, Phoebe is drawn into a dangerous intrigue.

But when disaster strikes, she fears Hugh will lack the sympathy or understanding of her unusual predicament to even want to save her a second time.

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Phoebe, Lady Cavanaugh, is on the run, fleeing evil Wentworth, the man who would frame her for the murder of her husband. Now she’s found temporary sanctuary with the highwayman who’s just held up the carriage she’d stolen from Wentworth.
Dipping the sponge into the water and wringing it out, Phoebe looked about her for the usual accoutrements that made bathing a pleasure. The bath salts? The scented oils? And that piece of rag… was that supposed to be the linen she dried herself with? It looked more like something the scullery maid would use to scour the bottom of the cooking pot.
A scullery maid? Mr Redding thought her little better.
She stood up, allowing the water to drip all over the floor while fear flooded her anew. What was she doing here? In a strange man’s house?
And why, oh why, had she used her christian name? She let the sea sponge fall into the water and put her hands to her face. There was little danger of Mr Redding associating her with the supposedly guilty Lady Cavanaugh but what were Phoebe options? Where could she go? She had nowhere but here.
The shock seemed to be abating but in its place came the familiar misery overlaid with panic. She balled her fists before bending to steady herself on the side of the tub as she closed her eyes. She could not let fear and despair get the better of her. She knew how to hold them at bay. Years of living with Ulrick and then suffering at the hands of Wentworth following the truth of her girlish delusions had forced her to develop ways to cope and survive. Now it was even more important to stay strong.
Her first priority would be to maintain the fiction of her identity and then flee to the safety of her aunt’s cottage in remote Norfolk. Of course, she couldn’t stay there. Her aunt would not welcome her for more than a duty visit and nor did she have the means to support another mouth to feed – or two. If Phoebe were with child – oh lord, it would buy her the time she needed to bring a case against Wentworth – she would be spared the hangman’s noose, for now. Wentworth would do all he could to condemn her but if she were seen to be carrying Ulrick’s heir she’d have time she might not otherwise have had to build up her own case regarding her innocence.
She just needed time.
She clenched her hands at her sides and took a deep breath. By God but Wentworth would pay for his treachery. Ulrick had not been a kind husband and Phoebe would not pine in widow’s weeds, but he did not deserve to die at the hand of a dagger. No, not even a dagger. A paper knife wielded by his cousin.
She reached for the rough piece of linen as she stepped out of the bathtub and onto the hearthrug, soft and welcoming beneath her feet.
It was some consolation that this handsome gentleman hated Wentworth with a similar passion. Phoebe had no idea of the nature of Mr Redding’s grievance and while the gentleman upheld such a low opinion of Lady Cavanaugh she could not reveal her identity. But the realisation of how the common folk spoke of her made her sick to the stomach.
Still, this man offered her the greatest chance of escape from the rough justice that Wentworth no doubt had in mind for her.
She shuddered – this time in disgust rather than fear – as she picked up the voluminous garments she was lucky enough to be loaned to replace her blood-stained chemise. They were an abomination but nothing compared to the knowledge that Mr Redding thought the mistress of Blinley Hall a harlot and in all likelihood in collaboration with Wentworth. She’d have to tread a fine line to see how it were possible to save her neck through working the situation – and Hugh Redding – to her advantage.



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Beverley Oakley was seventeen when she bundled up her first her 500+ page romance and sent it to a publisher. Unfortunately drowning her heroine on the last page was apparently not in line with the expectations of romance readers so Beverley became a journalist.
Twenty-six years later Beverley was delighted to receive her first publishing contract from Robert Hale (UK) for a romance in which she ensured her heroine was saved from drowning in the icy North Sea.
Since 2009 Beverley has written more than thirteen historical romances, mostly set in England during the early nineteenth century. Mystery, intrigue and adventure spill from their pages and if she can pull off a thrilling race to save someone’s honour – or a worthy damsel from the noose – it’s time to celebrate with a good single malt Scotch.
Beverley lives with her husband, two daughters and a Rhodesian Ridgeback puppy the size of a pony opposite a picturesque nineteenth century lunatic asylum. She also writes Africa-set adventure-filled romances tarring handsome bush pilot heroes, and historical romances with less steam and more sexual tension, as Beverley Eikli.
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Blazing #BlogTour: Summer Of Seduction #Anthology

Summer of Seduction
An Anthology
By Candi Fox, Louisa Bacio, Bobbi Romans, Monica Corwin, Audra Hart, Shakir Rashaan, AM Halford, 
Sheri Velarde, Izzy Szyn

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“Maybe, one can hope it is just a motivational tool, but I doubt it. Soon, all eligible female shifters in Europe will descend on Moscow. If I am not mated with one within a lunar cycle, then father might be the last ruler of our line. That’s the future, the future I came here to forget. Until then, well the DC clubs better watch out.” Mikhail smirked.
Kevin entered the room with a hesitant smile. “Didn’t mean to eavesdrop, mates, but I was just walking by. I don’t mean to be presumptuous, either, but if you want, Mikhail, Rachel and I can take you to a club we like to go to. I have a feeling it might be right up your alley. It’s members only and a bit kinky. What do you say? It could be a lot of fun.”
“Are you kidding me? Kink is my middle name. When do we go?” Mikhail smiled.
“As soon as we change. Put on something nice and sexy.” Kevin winked at him before turning to leave. Mikhail wondered if the man was flirting with him.
As he stared at the spot where Kevin had just disappeared, Anna came back into the room. “What is Kev smiling about? And why do you have a matching smirk, Mikhail? Are you two up to something?”
“He and Rachel just invited Mikhail out to go with them to their private club,” Alexander answered with a knowing stare.
A look of understanding dawned in her eyes. “Ah. So you are just as wild as my friends? Well, try to not get in too much trouble. Lord knows that Kevin and Rachel are going to do their best to lure you into some.” She winked at him, then turned to Alexander. “I guess us boring people should go to bed. No one else in this house will be getting up to help with the baby tomorrow morning.”
“Too right.” Alexander laughed.
“Just what kind of club is this?” Mikhail said to himself as he went to change, anticipation running through his veins.
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Sheri Velarde lives in New Mexico with her husband and their two dogs
Being an avid reader since an early age, she has wanted to be a writer for as long as she can remember. She has been writing all her life, but only recently started to actually try to pursue her dream of writing for a living. She specializes in all things paranormal and that go bump in the night. Her heart truly lies in exploring unknown worlds or adding the supernatural to our world. If it goes bump in the night or has magical connotations, Sheri writes about it. She writes everything from sweet romances to horror stories sure to scare you.

She is constantly putting out new material with various publishers, so it is best to keep up with her on her website www.authorsherivelarde.weebly.com.

In her spare time Sheri is an artist, jewelry designer, independent comic writer/artist and freelance non-fiction writer. Hiking in the mountains, going to live concerts, art openings, museums, watching movies, playing games, and hosting intimate dinner parties.


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#coverreveal Dragon Rebel by Ophelia Bell @ejbookpromos

Title: Dragon Rebel
Series: Immortal Dragons Book Four
Author: Ophelia Bell
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Adult Only
Release Date: August 1, 2017
If Assana looked up the word “nymphomaniac” in the dictionary, she might expect to find her own image in place of the definition, especially after meeting the immortal red dragon, Gavra. The timing couldn’t be worse for her to discover the mate that Fate intended—the one she’d be willing to let go of her tightly bound hold on her deepest sexual desires for—the one who literally drives her mad with lust. Now that she needs her sanity more than anything to regain control of her race’s home from her own insane mother, she’s faced with the inconvenient desire to lose control and be that primal nymph she keeps locked inside.

Thank Gaia for Silas. The handsome young ursa male is blessed with magic that can calm the lust-filled madness threatening to consume Assana’s mind. She needs him more than ever, now that she has no choice but to spend her days in close proximity to the dragon she desires more than anything… yet doesn’t dare touch lest she give in to that ancient, primal need all nymphaea are born with. 

For red dragon Gavra, he’ll only put off having the beautiful nymph maiden for so long, or the ursa male who Fate has promised him. Once Assana’s crazy mother is out of the way, nothing will stop Gavra from claiming and marking Assana and Silas as his.
Silas hobbled along beside Assana, wincing as the blood flow returned to his legs and feet. The sensation of being so tightly bound to Gaia was never a bad thing, but the moments of immobility had caused panic to well inside him to the point he was prepared to rip himself from the floorboards regardless of how badly he was sure it would hurt. 

She was real… he still couldn’t quite believe it. He wasn’t sure what to believe when he’d returned to the Sanctuary to learn that all that had gone wrong within the past week was a direct result of the dragons’ presence in  his home. But if Assana existed, then perhaps Gavra had told him the truth about his own significance to the dragon.

 


Not only did the beautiful nymph exist, she’d just allowed him to service her through an ordeal that rivaled any female ursa’s estrous. His body still buzzed as much from the energy he’d channeled as from the awareness of her. His cock was still uncomfortably stiff in his pants, but was gradually relaxing as they made their way to the grand hall of the Rainsong Clan lodge to speak with Sathmika. The idea of facing the imposing woman was enough to dampen any lust he might have felt. Until his arm brushed against Assana’s and the charged sensation of her skin on his woke up every cell in his body again.

 

 

 

 

“You reek of dragon,” she said under her breath as they descended the staircase to the first floor. “Is your clan leader going to find that suspect?”

 

 

 

 

“Fuck.” Silas stopped in his tracks and looked at her, fresh panic that rivaled his rooting rising up in him. He swiped a hand over his mouth and groaned. “She’s going to know what I did. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

 

“You reek of me, too, but I think that’s excusable. If you don’t mind smelling even more of me, I think I can help.”

Silas inhaled deeply, taking in Gavra’s aroma along with hers. Both mixed in a tantalizing combination of different spices – one intensely masculine and the other delicately feminine.

“I like the way you’re both all over me,” he rumbled. “But my mistress is not going to be as thrilled if she finds out I was messing around with the captive I was sent to guard. What can you do?”

“Come,” she said, stepping into a shadowy alcove beneath the staircase and leaning against the wall. Silas’s cock perked up at the sight of her barely clad curves and the coquettish tilt to her mouth. He stepped into her arms and bent his head when she tilted hers up to gaze into his eyes.

Those dark, swirling orbs were hypnotic, and he lost himself to the feel of her when she pulled him close and kissed him deeply.

Her hands cupped his face and he had the oddest sense of plunging into deep, cool water as she slid her hands down over his bare shoulders, over his chest, and dipped beneath the waistband of the cargo pants he wore.

She drifted her lips across his, caressing his cheek with the barest brush of silken skin. She inhaled as she went, and he realized she was scenting him, her nose brushing the edge of his jaw, the side of his neck, and leaving cool, wet kisses as she went.

“He’s all over you,” she murmured in an almost hungry tone. “Seeping from your pores.” Her tongue darted out and licked at his pulse point which only made his heart beat harder and his cock rouse to painful stiffness again.

She gripped his hips just beneath his waistband and turned him, sliding around his body as she pushed him against the wall. Her gaze heated with avid interest and she continued her deliberate exploration of his body like every inch she touched was more fascinating than the last.

“He kind of was all over me for a few minutes before you got there,” Silas said, his breath quickening when she brushed her palm down the ridge of his erection through his pants.

“You swallowed his Nirvana. You’re filled with his energy. His power will be tricky to mask, but I think I can manage it.”

Assana’s mouth moved back to his and her tongue plunged between his lips, the power of the kiss enough to make him weak. He drank her in as she continued to touch, her hands still roaming. She unfastened his pants and pushed them down until they slid past his thighs and pooled at his ankles.

How she could feel so deliciously cool and smooth yet make him so hot seemed incongruous. Her touch seemed to leave a sheen of icy wetness on his skin that soothed and aroused at the same time, like she were skimming ice cubes over his body. She released his mouth and slowly slid down, trailing her tongue along the center of his chest, down over his stomach, to his navel. His abs tightened in anticipation and his cock kicked against her chest when the tips of her breasts graced the tops of his thighs. The hard peaks of her nipples pressed against his flesh through the gauzy wisp of her dress.

“Please, yes…” he moaned, drifting his hands to her head and tangling his fingers in her hair.

Assana’s cheek brushed along the length of his aching cock, her eyes wide and almost fearful. She seemed to hesitate as he stared down at her.

“Are you afraid of something?” he asked.  “It’s just my stupid dick.”

She swallowed and shook her head. “I’ve never been this close before… allowed to touch, to taste.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Was his scent just an excuse for you to touch me? Not that I’m complaining… You just had to ask.”

“No, I… well, maybe.” She lowered her gaze and her cheeks flushed.

He touched her chin, urging her to look up at him and struggling to keep from groaning in outright lust at the sight of such a beautiful creature on her knees with her lips mere inches from the tip of his stiff cock.

“You’ve really never been with a man… and you’re how old?”

She swallowed again. “I was twelve when my brother and his squadron of Thiasoi soldiers was captured by the Ultiori. That was almost three thousand years ago. Mother didn’t let me leave the Haven after that. By the time I was old enough to learn about sex, the only male left in the Haven was my uncle. I’ve never melded with a man before. Never touched one like this.”

The significance of the moment made him pull back. “Assana… we shouldn’t be doing this here. Not in a fucking hallway. I thought you just needed to – I don’t know – magic his scent off me somehow with your watery essence.”

She smiled. “That’s one way to put it, but I need to meld with you to do that. We don’t have time to make a big production of it. I need your essence first.”

“Won’t it seem suspect if you go in there smelling like me, though?”

“Not if I tell them I’ve chosen you for my mate. They already know I’m looking. May I…?He stared at her, confused at first until he realized she was asking fucking permission to suck his cock. It was such a contrast to the way he envisioned nymphs, not to mention to his recent experience with the dragon he loved and Gavra’s rough, wordless, insistence only a little while ago. He could still feel the dragon’s fingertips digging into the back of his neck as Gavra forced him to take his huge cock into his mouth – could still taste the spice of the other man and the hot pulse of his semen as it shot into the back of his throat.

“Fuck, Assana, you don’t fucking need to ask. I’m yours.”

 

Ophelia Bell is the author of the super steamy bestselling Sleeping Dragons series. Ophelia loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories—women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom. Ophelia grew up on a rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed bad-boy husband and five attention-whoring cats.
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Fiery Passion Cover.jpgFiery Passion (The Forbidden Darkness Chronicles #3)

by Alec John Belle
Genre: YA Paranormal

Release Date: September 2017

Summary from Goodreads:
After the unexpected events at the end of Shadow People, Heather, Hayden, and their friends are trying to move forward with their lives. While trying to hunt down the new vessel of the Darkness, and trying to avoid a very complicated relationship, Heather thinks she can keep everything under control.

Until she’s taken by a demon named Ziminiar.

As Hayden, Kadin, Philip, and Kristen try to find their friend, Heather unravels many truths about the world she lives in, the core of her being, and the true origins of the Monster Hunters.

In the third installment of The Forbidden Darkness Chronicles, secrets will be exposed, relationships will be tested, and the ultimate betrayal will leave fans breathless.

Because in a world where demons exist, nothing is ever as it seems.

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Forbidden Darkness (free for Kindle) : https://www.amazon.com/Forbidden-Darkness-Chronicles-Book-ebook/dp/B00O99L782/

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The Long Road Home (contemporary YA novel and currently free): https://www.amazon.com/Long-Road-Home-Alec-Belle-ebook/dp/B01IK89824

About the Author

alec john belle.jpgAlec John Belle resides in Carson City, NV, where he is currently attending high school for his senior year. At the age of 16 he wrote his first novel, Before I Break. His hobbies include reading, writing, and obsessing over Pretty Little Liars. He writes about tough topics that many are too afraid to talk about like suicide, homosexuality, self harm, bullying, mental illness, among other teenage issues, and he often blends these ideas with the paranormal. Despite writing such topics, he is a very cheerful person who enjoys looking for the best in life, while trying to help others do the same.

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July 10th

Huntley’s book Reviews      http://huntleyandbooks.blogspot.co.uk    Promo Post

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Adventures Thru Wonderland   http://adventuresthruwonderland.blogspot.com/    Review

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Blazing #BlogTour: The California Dreamning #Series by Stacey Johnston

 
Title: The California Dreaming Series
Author: Stacey Johnston
Genre:
Romantic Suspense
 
 
  
  HEROES
& VILLAINS 
 

Two lives entwined in secrets…

Secrets that threaten to tear them apart before they even begin…

Sophie Valentine was a girl living a privileged life, in the tranquility of Solana Beach until she was forced to move to Brooklyn under questionable conditions.

In a quiet Brooklyn neighborhood, Benjamin Sinclair was a troubled boy, leading a secret life.

When he met Sophie on the steps of his apartment building the day she moved in, he never envisioned how chaotic and turbulent his life would become.

A battle between the forces of good and evil awaits… one that could leave a devastating effect or be the start of new beginnings.

How will it end?

 
 
 
 
 
 

Smiling to myself, I head into the hallway to join the others when I feel a hand quickly grab my elbow. It is no surprise to find Ben standing in front of me, gently guiding me backward. He places me so that my back is flat against the wall with his face mere inches from my own. With his hands resting on either side of me on the wall, he uses his hip against mine to hold me still.

Moving in closer so that I can feel his breath on my neck, he whispers in my ear,

“I hope you have something sexy on underneath those clothes, sweet one.” His voice is husky and raw as he continues. “Because, you see, the images that I have going on in my head right now are nothing less than sinful.”

Whoa! It is so not right how easily these words seem to roll off his tongue.

The blush creeping up my neck to my face is only getting worse as he resumes talking.

“If I get my way later tonight, I’m going to peel off every layer of those clothes. I plan to act out a fair few of the dirty things that you have had me dreaming about since you moved in.”

Now I’m done for. My mouth has suddenly gone dry, and my breathing is erratic. I am literally frozen.

“I see I have got you at a loss for words, Soph,” Ben whispers as he steps back to run the back of his hand along my cheek. “But that’s okay.” He chuckles when my body shudders under his touch. “Because the only word I want to hear from that mouth of yours tonight is my name over and over while I’m making you come.”

Grabbing my hand, he slides it in between the two of us and rests it on the front of his jeans. His breathing hitches at my touch, and I can feel the hard bulge pulsing under my hand. Continuing, he says, “Can you feel what you do to me, Soph? I always seem to be hard when you are around.”

With that, he lowers his hand from my face and slowly backs away from me. Still stunned, my hand drops from where it has been resting. I watch as he slowly turns around to head out to where Sean and Mom were waiting for us.

 
SINS OF
THE FATHER 
 

If there is anything Sherlyn has learned, it’s that the past is a cruel reminder of a life that can no longer be lived. But as her quest for answers attracts the attention of one of her father’s former associates, her life is once more thrown into turmoil, and she can’t help but wonder if everything she ever knew was a lie.

With the threat of a menacing hitman now eliminated, Stephen is finally free from the prison that was his life for the past four years. But it doesn’t take long for him to question what the definition of his new-found freedom really is.

Until tragedy strikes.

A girl struggling to find her way.

A boy trying to control his demons from the past.

Can a shy girl curb the controlling nature of the boy she loves, and will either of them survive the sins of the father?

 
 
 
 
 

The day my father walked away from us, my mom became a different person. Somewhat harder – I would have to say. She became obsessed with making me a success, until I turned ten, and pulled the plug on those dreams for good. When she lost that as well, she also lost a part of herself. It was as if she had lost all sense of herself, and her place in the world. Therefore, at the tender age of ten, I suddenly learned how harsh life actually could be – being forced to grow up quicker than I should have ever had to.

In the four years leading up to that moment, I only spent limited time with my dad. In all fairness, it was no different from when he lived with us. Whatever was going on between him and my mother was not good. Most nights you heard her crying herself to sleep. When I was younger, I didn’t understand what was going on. As I got older, it became apparent I was now going to be gifted with the added responsibility of caring for my mother. So, there I was, a ten-year-old girl struggling to take care of herself with the added worry, of the care and wellbeing of my mother as well.

For those first ten years of my life, I wanted for nothing, I had no chores, nothing. My mother did everything and then one day, without warning, it all came crashing down around me like a dam breaking.

I was no longer her little princess; I was now her servant.

I wished for nothing more during those years after dad left, than to compare my life to that of Cinderella’s. A child’s story, none the less, but one I related to. One with any similarities to my own. Granted there was no evil stepmother or sisters, but my own mother had turned cold and heartless during that time. Our roles were now reversed, and I had to cater to her every need instead.

 
AFTER THE DUST SETTLES 
 
 

I’m not your average seventeen-year-old boy.

What other teenage boy do you know of, is working alongside their father in a top-secret government agency, and has been since they were fifteen?

Unheard of? Yes probably.

After spending years searching for my place in this world, I jumped at the opportunity to help my father. What I didn’t expect was the possibility that our work could flow over and harm our family.

Yet that’s exactly what happened…….

I thought I’d found, and then lost the girl who would forever hold my heart – until a sexy ass stranger crossed my path under the Brooklyn Bridge.

I want this girl, like I’ve never wanted anyone. She makes me feel things that I should feel guilty about, that I shouldn’t be needing as desperately as I do.

Only there’s a catch …………. She has secrets, ones that could have a devastating impact.

  
 
 
 
 
 

There is a lot of curse words spewing from my padre’s mouth, but at least he’s given up trying to get free. It’s hard to explain where I have gone, what my brain has created to allow that deep dark evil to escape. It’s as though I’ve stepped through a mirror and am watching from the other side. Hearing and seeing everything that is going on around me, without the ability to do anything. All I can do is watch as my padre continues to shout at us both, yelling obsenities which he thinks will help his cause.

“No point in speaking, padre,” Gerrick tells him. “You’ve done the one thing I have been trying to avoid.”

This grabs our padre’s attention. “The evilness you’ve released from inside your figlia has no concious. She’s as nonna would describe it – a soulless being who lacks the ability to feel.”

A hideous laugh escapes my throat and all I can do is watch as Nereza uses my body to walk around my padre in circles. The blade I had secured is now twirling in my hand, as though she’s using it to threaten. As we continue our path around the chair, Gerrick continues talking from his place at the foot of the stairs.

“You see, the girl circling you feels nothing, except the thirst for blood.”

As my body comes full circle, through this mirror, I’m watching as padre’s eyes bulge. He is finally aware what is happening and how he no longer has any control at all.

“Make no mistake,” my fratello explains. “The only way this is going to end, is when Nereza here satisfies her taste. Only then will my precious Hadley be allowed to return.”

What does he mean, only then? Has he seen this happen to me before? Why don’t I remember?

“Do what you will, I have made my peace,” an exasperated man sighs.

The realization that he will not escape has finally set in, but the question burning my lips is how do I escape this room when Nereza has finished what she is here to do?

‘Relax Hadley, I’ve got you,’ her voice filters through my brain.

What am I thinking, of course she knows my thoughts, we are one person – split by our demons.

   
 

Stacey Johnston resides in one of the southern suburbs of Perth, Western Australia with her husband, four children and a lovable Alaskan malamute called Storm.

At one time or another, each of us has wished that our lives reflected those of the characters we read in books, or watched on our television screens. As a child, Stacey was no different and found she could create stories in her head. Stories where her characters could come alive and she could escape when life around her became difficult.

Leaving home at 17, she moved from family member to family member trying to find her place. During those early years, alcohol became her closest friend, and her characters and stories in her head really started to blossom. It was not until she met the man who would become the father to her oldest two children that she started to settle down.

For the next twelve years, Stacey dedicated her life to her partner and their two beautiful children. Her stories were continuing to grow, but so was her desire to put them on paper and share them. Tragically, after losing her partner to a heart attack her grip on reality started to slide and it was during this time that her characters evolved.

During her time of need, Stacey found a soul mate who would later become her husband and give her two more equally beautiful children. With his love, support and encouragement Stacey finally found the courage to put her characters and stories onto paper. 

Stacey’s hope is that other readers love her characters as much as she does. Her wish is that they are caught up in their stories, experiencing their joy and pain just as she has over the years.

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Blazing #BlogTour: Over The Ivy Wall by Rosa Sophia

Over the Ivy Wall
OVER THE IVY WALL
Rosa Sophia
Series: Clearwater Book 10 (multi-author series, standalone novel)
Genre: Romance, New Adult
Publisher: Sunshine Press
Publication Date: February 3, 2015
Her only escape is Over the Ivy Wall…
Clara Pendleton is a prisoner in her home. Always searching for new places to hide from her uncle, whose drunken attention terrifies and confuses her, she finds a tiny clearing in the back of the property near a disintegrating section of the ivy-covered wall that surrounds the estate.
Gaven Bridge has been sent to Clearwater to live with his Uncle Daniel. Never fitting in, he doesn’t believe he’ll ever meet anyone who understands him. But when he goes out for a walk in the woods, he happens upon a young lady sleeping soundly on a patch of moss.
A deep bond is fostered between them, helping Clara find the courage to change her life. When she finally decides to climb over the ivy wall and out into the world, there is no going back. Will Clara escape her horrible past, or will it destroy the love she and Gaven share?
“I fell in love even more with Clara and Gaven as their stories unfolded. To know where they came from, the downfall of their lives due to things beyond their control, captured my heart and mind and left me missing them once the final page was turned.”
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Orion Cross My Sky
ORION CROSS MY SKY
Series: Clearwater Book 11 (Sequel to Over the Ivy Wall)
Tammy Pendleton thinks she’s broken beyond repair. Sheltered by her parents, a victim of sexual abuse, she wants to escape but doesn’t know how. Until her cousin Clara leads her away from the Pendleton estate, and into Clearwater.
Orion Bennett is a motor-head who works at Pete’s Service Station. At nineteen, he is battling depression. But he’s also suffering with trigeminal neuralgia—the suicide disease—and he’s desperate to escape the pain.
When Tammy wanders into the shop one day, she finds herself strangely comforted by the scents and sounds of the garage. Although the pain they suffer is very different, they discover comfort and understanding in one another. The companionship they share has the power to heal. The question is, will they let it?
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About Rosa Sophia

Rosa Sophia

Rosa Sophia is the author of several novels, including Meet Me in the Garden and The House Guest (Limitless Publishing) as well as Over the Ivy Wall and Orion Cross My Sky (Sunshine Press). Rosa is an automotive mechanic, but everyone thinks she is a librarian. She lives in Florida and hopes to earn an MFA in Creative Writing one day. As a trigeminal neuralgia patient, she also writes about her condition– read Orion Cross My Sky and Meet Me in the Garden –in the hope that it will spread awareness of this rare disorder.
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