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YA Series : More than a Werewolf

I found this YA Paranormal Shifter series while looking through Kindle Unlimited-

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My name is Leah, and I never planned on finding the other half of my soul at 19 years old. I didn’t think I’d end up co-leading a pack of wolves with said soulmate, either, but as a wolf shifter, I guess I shouldn’t have bothered planning my future anyway.”

Being raised to believe she was a member of the lesser gender in a world where humans and shifters coexist in peace, Leah is determined to change her people’s culture. She’ll give up anything to do so–even the other half of her soul, if that’s what it takes to make a difference.

Unfortunately for her, the other half of her soul is a stubborn Alpha, and he isn’t nearly as ready to let her go as she is ready to let go of him.

Between fighting off shifters and discovering what it really means to be someone’s mate, something will change, and it’s not the world.

The Shifty Series

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*These books are clean Young Adult/New Adult fiction and contain no explicit content.

1. More than a Werewolf
2. More than a Panther
3. More than a Grizzly
4. More than a Mermaid
5. More than an Otter
6. More than a Cheetah
7. More than a Lion
8. More than a Human
9. More than an Eagle
10. More than Me

Lisa thoughts- I am not a normal YA reader but this caught my eye. Friends from high school together talking about making a difference in shifter/human lives. Lots of fun & no heat but lots good vibes in the social media world with lessons we all need.

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Sunday’s Review * Totally His

Sunday’s Net Galley Review:

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Actress Sophie Birch is used to having to look out for herself. So when her theater catches fire and a big guy scoops her up into his arms to save her, she’s going to fight every step of the way. Even if he’s a cop. And really sexy. And his arms feel oh-so-good.

Finn Kelly can’t help but appreciate how good the woman in his arms looks in her sexy pink lingerie. Even if she’s currently resisting arrest.

But as the two get to know each other, they’re both surprised by the things Finn is willing to do to get closer to her. And when Sophie’s estranged father arrives in town and starts causing trouble, the stage is set for disaster…unless Finn can convince her that, for once in her life, she has someone to lean on.

Lisa Thoughts – Opposite Attract in this cute & hot romance. In this book Sophie & Finn collide. Sophie -tough & alone verses Fin cop with a large family finds that love cant keep them apart in this newest book. A fun & lively book about love & family.   Lisa  

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My Review * Gingerbread at Moonglow

NEW RELEASE….

The small town of Timberton, Montana, boasts an ambiance of near-magical proportions during the Christmas season, due in no small part to resident artist and chef Mist’s mysterious way of working small miracles in people’s everyday lives. Each year, return guests and new arrivals mingle with local townsfolk to enjoy companionship, exquisite decor, and exceptional cuisine at The Timberton Hotel.

As the aromas of ginger, cinnamon, nutmeg and molasses mix with heartfelt camaraderie and sweet romance, guests share reflections on family, friendship, and life. Although decorating the outside of a gingerbread house may prove easier than deciding what goes inside, no one leaves Timberton without renewed hope for the future.

The Moonglow Series…

Each book may be read as a stand-alone novel, or as part of the series.

Mistletoe at Moonglow, Book 1
Silver Bells at Moonglow, Book 2
Gingerbread at Moonglow, Book 3

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My Book Review : The perfect Holiday book filled with sweet thoughts and tasty treats. In this holiday book set in Timerton  Hotel & the Moonglow Cafe run by the wonderful talented chef  Mist. Who brings a little magic to each person she meets & cook for. This book is filled with wonderful characters and holiday spirit – just like a ginger bread house its filled with wonderful dreams & Christmas magic.  Lisa

 

 

 

Also available in The Moonglow Series
Each book may be read as a stand-alone novel, or as part of the series.

Mistletoe at Moonglow, The Moonglow Series, Book 1

The Timberton Hotel has always provided a perfect Christmas retreat for regular guests, as well as newcomers. But the small town of Timberton, Montana, hasn’t been the same since resident chef and artist, Mist, arrived, bringing a unique new age flavor to the old western town.

When guests check in for the holidays, they bring along worries, fears and broken hearts, unaware that Mist has a way of working magic in people’s lives. Old-fashioned time spent together, exquisite food, conversation and a snowball or two offer guests a chance to trade sadness for hope. One thing is certain: no matter how cold winter’s grip is on each guest, no one leaves Timberton without a warmer heart.

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Silver Bells at Moonglow by [Garner, Deborah]Silver Bells at Moonglow, The Moonglow Series, Book 2

Christmas at the Timberton Hotel arrives each year with a unique set of guests, some returning, some new. When this holiday brings a celebrity seeking reprieve, sisters who are distant yet closer to each other than they think, a widow approaching a new horizon, and an eclectic smattering of local townsfolk and visiting relatives, the season is certain to be eventful. Add in a hint of romance and there’s more than snow in the air around the small Montana town.

Elegant decor and exquisite cuisine from resident artist and chef, Mist, form a backdrop to much needed camaraderie, bringing strangers and friends together. When the last note of Christmas carols has faded away, the soft whisper of silver bells from the front door’s wreath will usher guests and townsfolk alike back into the world with hope for the coming year.

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About the author
Deborah Garner is an accomplished travel writer with a passion for back roads and secret hideaways. Born and raised in California, she studied in France before returning to the U.S. to attend UCLA. After stints in graduate school and teaching, she attempted to clone herself for decades by founding and running a dance and performing arts center, designing and manufacturing clothing and accessories, and tackling both spreadsheets and display racks for corporate retail management. Her passions include photography, hiking and animal rescue. She speaks five languages, some substantially better than others. She now divides her time between California and Wyoming, dragging one human and two canines along whenever possible.

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Saturday ‘s One -Click Pick

Tuesday was another great day for New Releases & I am sure you had some of your favorites included- in this list

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A Wall Street Journal bestselling series.

Former rock star Xander Sinclair may be out of rehab, but he’s not out of the woods. Still haunted by his parents’ murders, he has secluded himself in his Amesport mansion and dodges any attempted contact from his two brothers. Struggling not to fall into relapse, he believes he’s battling his demons alone.

That is, until Samantha arrives to work as his live-in housekeeper. Effortlessly charming and cheerful and wickedly sexy, she challenges Xander to abandon his isolation. The two embark on a fiery relationship—one that could change them both forever.

Just when Xander is on the verge of reclaiming his life, he discovers that Samantha has been hiding things from him…things that could shatter the fragile future they’ve begun to build together. For Xander, escaping the past is no longer an option. It’s time to face it—even when some secrets seem too heavy for the heart to bear.

 

Lisa Thoughts: I have been looking forward to Xander book.. And this was a great one. Both Sam & Xander had problems in the past that made them into the people they are today. An exciting addition to this series -and if you are a fan one not to be missed.  Lisa

 

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Book Spotlight, Review

ARC Review * Stories of Sun,Sand and Sea

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Stories of Sun, Sand & Sea – Mistletoe & Palm Trees. “Makes for ten holiday celebrations like none other. Sunny skies. Check. Palm Trees. Check. Beaches. Maybe. Family. Sometimes. Love and Romance. Double Check. Scrumptious food and a few cocktails. Triple Check. Murder. At least one.
Ten novellas written with heart felt holiday spirit that will make you laugh, bring tears to your eyes, warmth to your soul, intrigue to your psyche, with just enough romance to make you wish for more.
Celebrate with us!” The ten authors of Indie Publishing Coalition.

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This one has up to $500 in Gift Cards to win!
ARC Review from these great authors give us sand & fun at the Beach. And at 99cents this book set will keep you turning the pages with romance & a dash of murder I know this will be a holiday favorite.  How can you miss this -Anything can Happen at the Beach !  Lisa
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Review- Christmas Spirit

Sunday Net Galley Read

 

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Return to Jenkins Cove

Christmas… Ghosts… Mystery… Romance…

Something evil lurks in the charming town of Jenkins Cove. When Sophie Caldwell devotes a room in her B&B to communicate with spirits, dangerous secrets rise to the surface, and the lives of three couples will never be the same.
Return to Jenkins Cove: Christmas Spirit… Christmas Awakening… Christmas Delivery…
To get the whole story, read all three!

Christmas Spirit, by Rebecca York
Michael Bryant hates people who claim a fake connection with the supernatural because his mom spent all their money on fake mediums in a vain attempt to contact his dead father. And as far as he’s concerned, that includes 99 percent of psychics. When he reads about Chelsea Caldwell’s supposed ghost sightings in the charming tourist town of Jenkins Cove, he books a room in her aunt’s B&B so he can debunk her fantastic story. But Chelsea’s not telling lies. A ghost really is trying to contact her—to get justice for hundreds of area murder victims. Against his will, Michael is drawn to Chelsea. Soon they are attacked by a mysterious watcher determined to stop their investigations. And because he’s fallen for Chelsea, Michael wrestles with the lies he’s told about his motives for coming to town. Worse, when Chelsea’s life is in danger, Michael discovers the only way to save her is to trust the words of a ghost.
Excerpt from Christmas Spirit
Michael and Chelsea investigate an old warehouse:
As Michael reached the center of the room, a white and gray cloud of whirring, flapping ghosts came rushing toward them.
Chelsea gasped. Michael caught her in his arms, covering her head with one of his hands as a flock of seabirds flapped around the interior before finding their way out through the holes in the roof.
The large room was suddenly silent again. But everything had changed in the space of a heartbeat. Once again, he was holding Chelsea in his arms. And once again, he marveled at how good that felt.
He murmured her name, and she raised her head. Their eyes met, and he silently asked her the question.
“Don’t,” she whispered. “Don’t kiss me.”
He ached to cover her mouth with his, but he wouldn’t go against her wishes. Still, he kept his arms around her. “Why not?” Male arrogance had him adding, “We both want to.”
“Yes,” she acknowledged. “But not here. They’re watching.”
He looked around. “There’s nobody here.”
“Can’t you sense it?” she asked in a hushed voice.
He stood very still, feeling the beating of his own heart and imagining he could feel hers, too. Above that rhythm of life, he detected something else.
The air in this place was thick. Not with dust or any kind of man-made particles. It was thick with a kind of energy that seemed to swirl around him and press in against him, making it hard to breathe.
Like the night he’d walked along Center Street, he felt a coldness in the air.
He could explain that part, though. In here, the roof of the building was keeping out the sun, so naturally it was colder.
“The air,” Chelsea whispered. “It’s cold and thick. And there are voices.”
“Voices?”
“Don’t you hear them?”
He went very still, listening. He thought he heard the whispering of the wind, but that was all.
“What are they saying?” he asked.
“I don’t know. Not for sure. But it’s important.”
The sounds around him had taken on an urgency. Then, once again, he tried to put down the uneasy feelings to his overactive imagination.

Sunday Net galley thoughts- This is book 1 of a trilogy written by 3 authors. Chelsea see’s ghost not by choice but she does, But Michael is that man that is going to reveal what a fake she is by any means. But Micheal falls for here & thats a problem when things start to happen and he needs to learn to trust her & her ghost. This romantic suspense is set at a b&b at Christmas time & the perfect read for an afternoon good read.  Lisa

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Sunday Review * The Dragon King

Sunday Review – Book 12  The Dragon King

 

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Millennia ago, in the time of dragons, love and hate colored the very air monsters breathed. Ancient sorcery coursed through powerful wings like blood, pumped by hearts of magic, and timeless beasts of lore soared over the landscape, terrible and wondrous.
Amidst these beasts of yesteryear, a forbidden love bloomed. A child was born of this love.
But misfortune struck, and a murder rocked the world of the leviathans, tearing the family apart. Years piled atop this monumental death, legends faded and myths were twisted, and time made labyrinths of memories long gone.

Now, in the heart of one of America’s busiest cities, thrives a young woman with no last name. Evangeline is from a time before human tradition and provincialism. She is strong, born of legendary parents, and trained by the hard luck of solitary existence and sheer willpower.
When she learns that she has a fate beyond her control as queen to one of the Thirteen Kings – she rebels. Eva refuses to yield despite the king’s tall, strong bearing, vivid gray eyes that see through her, and voice that commands the very elements.
She refuses him, not only because of who she is – but because of who he is.

The catastrophically charismatic Dragon King bent on claiming her is none other than the man who murdered her father thousands of years ago.

But a primordial sleeping force has awakened to finally wreak dark havoc upon the world, and a Traitor to the Kings has returned to hunt Evangeline down. As her life spins out of control, Eva learns that not even her beliefs about the Dragon King are guaranteed. Nothing is black and white. And ultimately, Eva finds herself trapped: Between cruel, heartless evil on one side – and the love of an ancient, dark, and beautiful man on the other.

The Dragon King is book twelve in The Kings series, and follows The Nightmare King, by New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Heather Killough-Walden.

Sunday Book Review – Another great book in this series & totally Dark and exciting as questioned are answered in this 12th book. Eva is soft but very strong as she comes in her own & battle truth and evil. And just like a game of Chess you  will find that the Queen is just as important as the King in this complicated & exciting series. I strongly recommend to start this series from the beginning to enjoy this great book.lisa

On Facebook they asked about favorite Queen ? Mine is from the Goblin King book. I love Diana & Damon .

 

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Blog Tour * Hard Breaker

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Summary:

From New York Times bestselling author Christine Warren comes Hard Breaker, the sixth book in her Gargoyles series where even the most beastly gargoyle is able to win the heart of a beautiful human female.

Ivy Beckett ‘s gift feels more like a curse. She can hear things happening in distant locations, which is how she knows the very instant her family is killed by servants of the Darkness. Furious, she joins the fight to save the world – but the losses are mounting up. She thinks only a miracle can save them—but she doesn’t expect the miracle to come in the form of a handsome gargoyle.

Baen is a fearsome Guardian, but when he awakes, even his surprised by war that is going on. But what’s even more distracting is beautiful Ivy. Driven by passion, she’s ready to charge head-first into battle. But Baen’s primal instincts to protect what’s his rise within him, and Ivy is dangerously attracted to him. Can she and her gargoyle warrior save the world…and fall in love?
“Soars with fun, witty characters and nonstop action.” —Publishers Weekly on Stone Cold Lover

Book Review- from Net Galley. Another great book in the Gargoyles series. Ivy is a strong women with gifts but is she ready for a Guardian – gargoyle shifter Baen. After a long sleep is he ready to go to war and fall in love with the determined Ivy. Another great book in this series from a award winning author. You will love it too. Lisa

 

 

Chapter Two

Ivy felt a surge of satisfaction. Well, adrenaline, r eally, but what ever.

“Perfect.” She got to her feet and pitched her voice back to where it could just be overheard— significantly louder, but still natu ral. Also, a bit wheedling. “Let’s get out of h ere, Marty. You promised me dinner in a proper restaurant, not a pub, and I’m abso famished.”

Martin r ose awkwardly, sending their glasses to wobbling again. “Lead on, then, darling. Wherever you like.”

She forced a giggle. She hated to giggle. “Oh, y ou’re such a pudding. But now I’ve got to decide. Hm, Judy told me about this café . . .”

Her mouth continued to babble, spewing nonsense she pulled off the top of her head as she led the way through the crowd— steering well clear of Teddy and his mates— and out the front door. Turning onto the pavement, she kept up the patter u ntil they had stepped well away from the pub en route to the tube station. Even then, though she let the inane drivel dry up, she continued to clasp Martin’s hand in hers and lean into him. They  hadn’t been the only ones to leave the pub and the streets continued to bustle with both vehicular and pedestrian traffic. It was impor tant to keep up appearances all the way through this journey.

“Okay, stage two,” she said softly as they strode t oward the Underground station. “I have a bag at Left Luggage in King’s Cross that  we’ll need to pick up. It has more information you’ll need to look over for your time with Paul, some snacks, and cash and new identification for you hidden in the lining. I’ll show you where.  We’re on the last train to night, but we should have plenty of time to make it, so d on’t worry about that.”

He nodded, but his gaze was glued to the pavement in front of them. Poor guy r eally didn’t have the right tem- perament for all this cloak- and- dagger stuff. But then again, she  hadn’t thought she did,  either, and look at her now— practically an expert, and armed on top of it.

Under her anorak and tight jeans, a custom- made dagger rode in a sheath at the small of her back. And oddly enough, she knew how to use it. Over the last several months, she  hadn’t had much choice but to learn,  until  these days, it felt so comfortable, she almost forgot it was  there.

Until moments like this, that is, when the hair on the back of her neck began to stand up and her senses put her on high alert.

“Bollocks,” she muttered. Faking another giggle, she turned playfully into Martin’s side and pretended to bury her face in his shoulder. In real ity, she used the opportunity to take a look at the area b ehind them. She had felt confident that  there had been no nocturnis in the pub with them who might try to follow, but she should have paid a bit more attention to Teddy and his band of happy hooligans. Three of them had exited the bar  after Ivy and Martin and now trailed sixty or seventy feet  behind them.

Normally, Ivy would have considered such an event no more than a slight bother, but something about their posture niggled at the back of her mind. The aggression she would have expected, but for some reason their stance struck her as more menacing than it o ught to be.

Damn it, they  didn’t have time for this shit. Or even if they did, Ivy just  didn’t have the patience. Even worse, she knew they  were coming up on the narrow cross street they would have to traverse to get to the tube. S he’d researched the route. The cross street was largely home to a few small businesses that would have closed down by six  o’clock, a  couple of daytime shops, at least one vacant building, and a church that had been abandoned a few years ago due to lack of funds available to repair a roof with more holes than tiles remaining. It was a quiet block, and quiet meant fewer  people, which meant more opportunity for Teddy et al to try something stupid.

“What’s wrong?” Martin asked ner vously as she turned back and casually picked up the pace of their walk. “What’s the m atter? Is it nocturnis? Have they found me?”

The last question emerged on a squeak, and Ivy winced. She laughed loudly to cover up his blunder. “Oh, you!” she cried, then lowered her voice. “No, Martin. And you need to stay calm. How about you tell me more about yourself? What’s your main talent? I  don’t think you told me that.”

By talent, she was referring to the magical ability that made up the most basic requirement of becoming a Warden. All members of the Guild needed to possess a talent— demonstrate the ability to wield magic—in order to be considered for admission. With luck, Martin’s would have some utility in a fight.

“What? Talent? Oh, er, I’m a dowser. W ater dowser.

Why?”

Oh, yeah,  because a nice, deep aquifer was just what they needed right now.

“No reason,” she gritted out, fin gers itching for the hilt of her knife. “No reason at all.”

Which was when she glanced over her shoulder and saw a dark shadow coalesce around Teddy and his friends. A shadow that swirled and twisted and then seemed to dis appear. Inside the three men.

Shit.

“What is it? What’s wrong.”

There went the panic again, creeping back into Martin’s voice at the least opportune of moments. Impatient, Ivy shook her head and urged him to walk a  little faster. Not that it was likely to do them much good. “Nothing. Let’s just concentrate on getting to the station,  shall we?”

She could hear her accent beginning to fray at the edges, her natu ral American pronunciation creeping in  here and  there, but right now that counted as the least of their worries. Much higher on the list was the fact that they  were being followed down a now deserted street by three large, loutish men who  hadn’t liked her to begin with and who now appeared to have fallen  under demonic influence if not outright possession.

You know, one of  these days one of her plans was  going to have to go utterly smoothly, right? Just the law of large numbers made it inevitable,  didn’t it? Well,  today would have been a  really good day for that to happen.

Instinct had her increasing her pace yet again  until she found herself half a step from jogging down the pavement, tugging Martin along by her side.

“Hang on, then,” he protested, pulling against her grip and trying to actually slow her pace. The idiot. “If nothing’s wrong, why are you suddenly r unning?”

“I think that’s down to us, mate,” a voice snarled, closer  behind them than it should have been. Their pursuers had moved fast, faster than normal.

Faster than was natu ral.

An instant  later, something hit Ivy from the side, hard. The impact sent her staggering into the alley that opened up between two buildings at the side of the street. She stumbled into heavy darkness, away from the abandoned Gothic church across the way, away from the sight of anyone e lse who might wander onto the nearby pavement. To her credit, though, she managed to maintain her grip on Martin in spite of that, so she pulled him into the shadows beside her.

Perfect. Now they could be in deep shit together.

The hit had come as a surprise, but the three shapes rapidly closing in  behind her, driving her and Martin deeper into the alley, did not. Ivy’s hand had moved at the first moment of contact with her attacker, fing ers closing around the hilt of her dagger and tugging it out of concealment in a smooth, practiced motion. Now, she held it in front of her as she used her grip on her companion to swing him out of the way b ehind her, placing him between her and the brick building wall.

“Ooh,  you’ve brought along a toy, have you?” Teddy asked, grinning as he stalked forward, herding them away from the street and the potential of being seen by passersby. “Want to play, then, do you, luvie? I like a good game now and then.”

Ivy flicked her gaze among the three looming figures. She recognized all of them from the group gathered around the bar earlier, the ones who had witnessed Teddy hitting on her and her subsequent rejection of him. They had laughed at the time and gone right back to drinking, already half- pissed when the w hole thing began. Was it  too much for her to hope that she had been mistaken? That this was just a garden- variety assault and maybe potential rape fueled by alcohol and wounded machismo?  Because frankly, that would be a relief compared to the alternative.

“Yeh, we like to play,” the second lad hissed as he stepped forward  until Ivy could see his face in the dim light of the alleyway. “We especially like to play with his sort.” He bared his teeth, and his eyes lit up with malice.

And Ivy d idn’t mean that meta phor ically. His eyes actually lit up. As in, started glowing. With a sick, rusty- red light that reminded her of old blood and dried scabs.

Very attractive.

And very much indicative of demonic influence.

Yay. S he’d been right. It wasn’t r eally her  these  three  were a fter. They wanted Martin. They wanted the  Warden.

Well, they  weren’t  going to get him. Not u ntil they got past her.

“I’m ready to go, boys.” She took a step forward and flashed a toothy smile of her own. “And you know the rules. White makes the first move.”

Ivy struck with a feint  toward Teddy, who stood closest to her, directly ahead. When instinct had him leaping back out of the way of her blade, she spun backward

to her left and landed a heel- first kick directly to the sternum of hissy boy. He grunted and stumbled back in surprise, but bachelor number three was already on the move. He closed in on Ivy from the left and grabbed her around her upper body, effectively pinning her biceps to her sides.  She’d been expecting the move and countered by thrusting the dagger in a short, upward dig that buried it deep in number three’s thigh.

“Go, Martin!” she shouted above Three’s scream. “Get to the station! Lost Luggage u nder your name! Now!

All of her attackers howled in protest. Three’s cry was still tinged with pain. It gave her a warm surge of satisfaction, even though it rendered her nearly deaf in her left ear, the one closest to his mouth. Jerking the knife back, she freed it from the man’s leg and went limp in his grip, relaxing her muscles u ntil she slid straight out of his arms to the floor of the alley.

Even as she hit the cobbles, she was already moving. She braced one hand, shifted her weight, and swung one leg around, aiming a heavy kick at the knee of the grabby Three’s wounded leg. He crumpled with a heavy grunt.

Teddy and number two rushed in to take his place, converging on Ivy before she could manage a glimpse to see if Martin had followed her directions. If he h adn’t, he was  either dumber than he looked, or part possum and his ner vous system had shut down from fear. Neither option would keep him alive, though, and as skilled as she had become in hand- to- hand combat a fter her years of self- defense classes back in New York and her training since taking on her rescue work in  England, one  human  woman against three demonically influenced men  didn’t offer her very good odds.

Chances  were she  wouldn’t leave this alley  under her own power. Hell,  she’d be lucky if she  didn’t leave it in a coroner’s van. Which meant Martin had better be halfway down the steps to the tube already.

She ducked away from a swipe of Teddy’s outstretched hand, trying not to get distracted by the way the skin of his fingertips had split to allow the emergence of glistening black claws that dripped some sort of dark, stinking fluid. The smell of decayed flesh and filthy swamp  water suddenly filled the alley, and Ivy had to fight back the urge to gag.

Oh, yeah. S he’d say this officially went beyond the realm of demonic influence. Hell, this went beyond possession. Somehow, demons had not just taken over  these men’s’ bodies, they had used the energy of the  human bodies to allow them to fully manifest into the  human world.

In case anyone wondered, that was a r eally,  really bad  thing. Something Ivy  wouldn’t have thought pos si ble six months ago.

But then again, six months ago, the world  hadn’t quite started coming to an end yet.  Today, anything was  pos si ble.

With that cheery thought filling her mind, she swung her dagger in a wide arc that managed to catch opponent number two in the side, opening up a wound that audibly sizzled and began to ooze something much darker and slimier than blood. It  didn’t smell like blood,  either. The ichor reeked of the same foulness that hung around the venom dripping from Teddy’s claws.

Seriously, it was becoming a real challenge not to puke. What she w ouldn’t give for a nice, stiff breeze right about then to dissipate some of the stink.

Two— Thing Two, Ivy deci ded to call him— hissed, his corrupt red gaze flicking between her and her blade with manic hatred. It made her smile in spite of the nausea.

“What’s the  matter, pumpkin?” she taunted him. “ Aren’t you a fan of blessed and consecrated silver? Me, I just adore the stuff.”

She demonstrated  those feelings with another quick slash of her arm, a motion that sliced through the jacket and shirt Teddy wore and into the flesh of his shoulder. She  wasn’t particularly aiming for the brachial plexus nerve or a major artery, but she  wasn’t g oing to cry if he started to bleed out or lost the use of his arm.

He screamed, but Ivy just continued her stroke and caught  Thing Two across the cheek, just millimeters away from his left eye. Hm, close call, that. What a shame.

“Bitch!” the demon howled.

Ivy blew him a kiss. “Aw, love you, too, snookums.”

Her  mother had always told her that her smart mouth would get her into trou ble one day. Somehow Ivy  didn’t think this par tic u lar trou ble was what s he’d had in mind. You know, the  whole “ripped apart by demons in a deserted alley” t hing. Dorothy prob ably h adn’t seen that one coming.

One would hope.

By now, T hing Three was back on his feet, and Ivy knew she was seriously fucked. Three against one. Three demons against one, with no backup on the way. Working alone was one of the keys to protecting the Wardens  people like her assisted. Now, it looked like she was  going to die alone.

“Sorry,  Uncle George,” she muttered, putting her back to the alley wall and keeping her gaze on the man- shaped creatures in front of her. They had realized her predicament just as clearly as she had, and now they  were toying with her, watching her with evil, hungry gazes. Not the kind of hunger that would scare most  women alone in an alley, but the kind of hunger that scared American turkeys in the  middle of November.

“Sorry, Jamie,” Ivy added. “But on the bright side, looks like I’ll be seeing you both again soon.”

Thing Two snapped its jaws at her, jaws that it then unhinged to make room for the second row of pointed teeth that appeared to be growing  behind the first,  human set.

“Very, very soon.”

Holding her dagger in front of her and carefully balancing her weight on the balls of her feet, Ivy prepared to die fighting.

Oddly enough, that’s not what happened.

One minute, she stared down the face of the Grim Reaper and the next, real ity went sideways. Instead of the front of three demons clearly prepared to feast on her living flesh, she felt a rush of cool air, heard a pavement- shaking roar, and found herself staring into a wide barrier the color of dark, aged granite.

She blinked, then shook her head and blinked again. The view d idn’t change. Gradually her brain caught up with her corneas, and she realized that what had looked like a barrier of solid stone was actually a pair of wings. Huge wings, each easily twelve or thirteen feet from base to tip, leathery and membranous like a bat’s.

And they  were attached to the broadest, most muscular back she had ever seen. A back that could only conceivably belong to one of two t hings:

A dragon.

Or a Guardian.

 
Don’t miss the other books in the Gargoyle series:

Book #1: Heart of Stone
Book #2: Stone Cold Lover
Book #3: Hard as a Rock
Book #4: Rocked by Love
Book #5: Hard to Handle

 

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Author Bio:

CHRISTINE WARREN is the author of Stone Cold Lover and Heart of Stone, as well as the Novels of the Others, including New York Times Bestsellers Big Bad Wolf, Walk on the Wild Side, and One Bite with a Stranger. Born and raised in coastal New England, Christine Warren now lives as a transplant in the Pacific Northwest. When not writing (as if that ever happens), she enjoys horseback riding, playing with her pets, identifying dogs from photos of their underbellies, and most of all reading things someone else had to agonize over.

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Review, The Book Club

Review – Wicked Witch

Friday ‘s After 5 Book Club – feature book is a new release this week from one of my favorite authors

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What do tattoos, witches, vampires, a sexy shifter, and an earring-wearing cat have in common…? Definitely something WICKED!

Being a woman in the tattoo business isn’t easy, but Wicked makes it work. But being a witch with a headbanging, rock ‘n’ roll familiar, and having a sexy panther shifter as a landlord makes life… interesting. Throw in some vampire warriors and a whole town of shifters, and things are bound to get a little crazy.

Drop in and visit the town of Assjacket for this wickedly hilarious mixture of paranormal personalities.

My Book thoughts- Perfect Halloween read. Wicked (love the name) is a witch & a tattooist with witch ties to VC Warriors ( The Protectors series) , She’s got a funny familiar (Bruce)  & a hot panther shifter landlord who has her in his sights. Read the book and find out how it all comes to a happy ending.  Lisa

 

 

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Witches Brew Halloween Cocktail
Ingredients
  • Grey Goose Vodka
  • Triple Sec
  • Blue Curacao
  • Juice of one Lime
  • Black Sugar for coating the glass
Instructions
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Book Tour, Review

ARC Review & Blog Tour * Falling Fast

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“Managing his parents’ biker bar was never part of his plan, but after meeting Gia Caro, he’s beginning to think that’s exactly where he’s meant to be.”

Meet Colton & Gia in
Falling Fast by Aurora Rose Reynolds!

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Colton and Gia are from Until June

Colton Allyster is relieved to be back home. After a year of rehabilitation, losing his career as a Marine along with his fiancé, he’s had to learn quickly what’s really important. Colton grew up wanting to serve his country. Managing his parents’ biker bar was never part of his plan, but after meeting Gia Caro, he’s beginning to think that’s exactly where he’s meant to be.

Ever since Gia Caro arrived in the small, sleepy town of Ruby Falls, Tennessee, her life has spiraled out of control. Between losing her grandmother a little more each day to dementia, and her hot boss’s constant attention, her once quiet existence isn’t so quiet anymore.

After weeks of sidestepping Colton, things get out of hand, and before Gia knows what’s happening, she’s spending her nights in his bed and her mornings in his kitchen. And as he cleans out drawers and makes room in his closet, she starts to wonder if she’s falling too fast.

My Review of ARC- What a great book-you read about them in Until June but this is Colton & Gia book. Two individuals with there own problems but falling in love in the speed of light, With lots of humor & bickering this couple will keep you entertained until the end . Another winner from this author.  Lisa 

 

 

 

 

 

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About the Author

Aurora Rose Reynolds is a navy brat who’s husband served in the United States Navy. She has lived all over the country but now resides in New York City with her Husband and pet fish. She’s married to an alpha male that loves her as much as the men in her books love their women. He gives her over the top inspiration everyday. In her free time she reads, writes and enjoys going to the movies with her husband and cookie. She also enjoys taking mini weekend vacations to nowhere, or spends time at home with friends and family. Last but not least she appreciates everyday and admires it’s beauty.
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