Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Review & Giveaway: Take to the Sky by Gregory Jonathan Scott


Book Blurb:

An angelic romance that’s Powerful, Suspenseful, Sexy, Uniquely Erotic, and Romantic. 
In a secret Michigan Laboratory, an experiment developed a superior creation that was anticipated but not expected. He was the ultimate conception, a core life-being merged with avian. He was born with a gift, a rare one; the ability to fly. 
His wings instinctively brought out the urge in him to fly, and Kellan's need to be free became his obsession. 
When the dark, swirling clouds loomed one night, Kellan abandoned the place he had called home, taking to the sky in search of his freedom and to seal his heart that seemed incomplete. 
Because Kellan's secret was too great for anyone outside the institute to know about, TC unleashed genetically altered Maniacs to bring him back. 
Through independence, his amazing reality brought riveting adventures to a man he found and couldn't seem to live without. They get tangled with hair-raising suspense that adds heart-pounding tension to every attempt they make at living their unique affair. They faced uncertainty so hectic that staying together was the least of their challenges, and it caused many of their bouts with passion to spiral in and out of chaos. 
Along their frenzied path to survive, hidden secrets surface about Kellan, prompting each move they make in order to truly set him free. 
Could Kellan's one true love and passion to fly be the death of him? 
It's a magnificently inventive adventure of menace, romance, and extreme erotic pleasures.


Book Title:   Take To The Sky
Author:  Gregory Jonathan Scott
Publisher:   Gregory Jonathan Scott LLC; 2 (October 14, 2014)
Book Length: 255 pages
Genre:  Gay, Romance

Author Bio:

Gregory Jonathan Scott was born and raised in Grand Rapids, Michigan where he met and shared a life with Scott that began just out of high school. Meeting by chance in Grand Rapids before relocating to South Florida where they live now with their lovable Shetland sheepdog and a sweet stray cat that showed up one day and decided to make their house a home. As a child, Gregory was always told he had a creative imagination and the artistic ability to turn a blank canvas into a beautiful work of art. Shortly after high school graduation, and together with his true love Scott, discovered the thrill of pottery and ceramic art. Here is where they opened a business for ceramists that quickly exploded before their eyes as the number one location for any hobbyist, storefront and scholastic industry looking for supplies related to ceramics and pottery. During this time, Gregory was approached by art magazines to write short articles and educational columns pertaining to the ceramic artistry. Captivating readers by his writing style grew fast, which ignited his desire to express himself further. From there, it began. Finding a love for writing, alongside his artistic hand, gave him inspiration to design and write this M/M romance Novel. Gregory and Scott are still together and are currently enjoying home life in South Florida.




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Excerpt: 

“Okay, I’m sorry,” Kellan said. “I only wanted your first flight to be memorable. Next time I’ll  go easy on you.”

“Ppphh! Next time?” Neil spat and started to walk away. “I don’t think so, there isn’t going to be a next time.”

“Get over here.” Still chuckling in a playful manner, Kellan reached for Neil’s wrist and  tugged. “Yes there will be, and I promise I’ll go easy on you.”

Neil jerked and spun into Kellan’s arms, hitting his chest hard. It seemed warmer this time and what Neil liked most of all was when Kellan wrapped his feathery wings around him for that added hug. And then there was the kiss. Another beautiful kiss that transported them to a world of their own and just like before, it was perfect.

Hardly a minute had passed when the thrill of the other’s touch set off definite arousal inside both their jeans that fought like hell to bust loose and connect in a way that only two men could.

Neil brought his hands to Kellan’s bare chest and stroked it. If he wasn’t mistaken, his chest wasn’t as smooth as it was before, maybe superfine feathers like the downy growth found on a newborn bird. It was shadow black where they were at and the darkness kept Neil from being able to tell for sure, but his exploring hands that roamed Kellan’s chest made him grow much harder than he was just seconds ago.

The low moans that came out of Kellan told Neil that whatever was happening between them needed to continue. When he felt Kellan’s tongue push between his teeth, he took that as proof that the angel wanted more of him.

Was it a good thing or a bad idea?  

The night air was still, too still, almost peculiar enough to be a bad sign. It was like the calm before an approaching storm.

Neil longed for more of Kellan, but wasn’t sure it was the best thing for them to do. The idea of getting wrapped up with an angel who just escaped a top-secret government facility might not be a good one. He desperately tried to put his mind elsewhere, anywhere but on the man he was kissing. Anywhere in the universe would do fine, but the thought change wasn’t working to save his ass – he was hooked.

My Thoughts: 
 When I accepted this story for review I thought I was getting into a paranormal angel story, but boy oh boy was I wrong! Needless to say I was sucked in from the beginning and held captive until I had finished the book. Not only was I not ready for it to be over, but I want more!
 What I ended up getting was so much more than a paranormal romance, this book is full of action, I mean non-stop- interrupting the naughty bits- until I wanted to scream at my kindle- full of action! I loved it!
 As the story begins Kellen is escaping from a lab... yep that's right a lab, but not just any lab, a full on government experiments, conspiracy theory kind of lab! See what I mean... soooo not your everyday paranormal romance. Like I said earlier, the naughty bits kept getting interrupted so when they finally get to the good stuff there is a twist thrown in there too and it was awesome! 
 I really don't want to spoil much for any of you potential readers, but I have to say you don't want to miss the scene where they are fucking while flying! Hell yes, I was thrilled! I am definitely recommending this story to everyone looking for a thrill ride and something new.

Rating: 5 Stars

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      Grand Prize (US Only):  Kindle Fire HD 6 Tablet and a Signed Paperback Copy of, Take To the Sky

            First Prize:  E-copies of Take To The Sky, The Plantation Affair and Heartbreak Beat.

            Second Prize:  E copy of Take To The Sky



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Monday, November 10, 2014

Blog Tour: Dingo Run by Jack Byrne

Book Title:   Dingo Run (Bushrangers Book 3)
Author:  Jack Byrne
Publisher:   Dreamspinner Press; 1 edition (October 22, 2014)
Book Length:  60 pages
Genre: Gay Romance, Western/Cowboy, Historical


Book Blurb:
New South Wales, Australia, 1876. As captured outlaws, Jim Kelly and Mark Turner face the gallows. Help comes from an unexpected quarter, but their hasty escape goes wrong and now Jim's life hangs by a thread. Mark is driven by desperation to form an alliance with an infamous bushranger who may hold clues to his mysterious past. But as Jim and Mark’s relationship intensifies, it is also tested. Their secret is discovered, tempers fray, and jealousy flares.

Excerpt: 
 Then Jim’s arms were around his neck, and Jim pulled him into a deep kiss. Mark surrendered to the kiss, careful because he could still feel the remnants of the fever in Jim’s hot lips and slightly uncoordinated movements.

He laid Jim back on the swag, kissing him so softly that Jim whispered, “I’m not going to break, you know.”

“I know.” Mark carefully removed Jim’s shirt and pants, then stripped him completely, kissing him all the while.

He stopped for a moment to undress himself, spared the horses and the cave entrance a glance, and then returned to kissing Jim. Dan wouldn’t be back for hours.

Silently he pressed kisses down Jim’s broad chest, nibbling gently at the hard nubs of his nipples, feeling with gratitude the chest below rise in a gasp as he did so. Mark tasted the taut stomach, slightly salty with sweat, and heard a moan of pleasure from Jim. He smiled and licked again, a gentle dab of the tongue, and got the same response. He listened to the contented moans from above and kept giving tiny licks and nips down Jim’s stomach, which was now rolling under him and pushing up into the pressure, until Jim’s erection bumped Mark’s chin. Mark lifted his head slightly and carefully took the taut glans into his mouth, tasting more salt—there was fluid leaking from the tip.

“Oh, Mark,” moaned Jim, his voice throaty and deep.

Mark smiled and worked the glans in his mouth, running his lips and tongue around in circles until Jim was pressing rhythmically up against him, pushing for more contact. Mark let his mouth open a fraction more to allow Jim’s erection to slide gradually farther into his mouth and heard Jim groan, “Oh-oh.” He looked up to see Jim’s chest heaving and blue eyes looking down to him, hooded with desire. The taste of salt increased, and
Jim became rock hard in his mouth.

Mark wet his fingers with spit and precum and teased them around the outside of Jim’s entrance, wetting it thoroughly before slipping a finger in, then another and another. Jim’s moans became more desperate. Mark pushed his fingers in and out, circling them, then plunging them in and out of Jim’s body again and again until Jim’s moans gained a pleading tone. Then he extracted his fingers and shifted upward to let his own leaking erection press against Jim’s hole.

Jim grabbed Mark’s hair and pulled him up to kiss him frantically, his breath coming in rough gasps in Mark’s ear. Mark teased him, nibbling and ghosting kisses across his neck until Jim begged, “Take me!” and claimed his mouth in a bruising kiss. Mark lined himself up and watched Jim’s face for any sign of a wince as he pressed into Jim slowly, his own erection so hard now that he didn’t have to guide himself in. The hot walls of Jim’s channel closed around him, and he heard himself give a guttural groan as he pressed slowly into the warmth and pressure of Jim’s body.

Jim closed his eyes and whispered, “I’m gonna shoot my load any second.”

Mark whispered back, “Open your eyes, then.”

Jim did, and the desire and pleasure in them was enough to make Mark growl again, grab Jim’s shoulders, and thrust hard and deep into him. Jim’s neck arched back, and he gasped. Mark wanted to sink his teeth into that exposed neck and thrust again and again, but he resisted and stilled, then pulled himself out very slowly.

“Jesus, Mark....” Jim’s voice was shattered as Mark began to push in again slowly.

Mark hesitated, then continued, watching the pleasure contort Jim’s face as he did. Jim’s teeth were gritted as Mark pushed himself fully home, and Jim whispered, “You’re killing me.”

Mark nibbled on his ear and breathed, “I almost lost you this morning.” He bucked his hips once, hard, and Jim gave a small noise.

Mark began to withdraw again with agonizing slowness, then heard a strangled whisper from Jim. “I can’t—”

Mark smiled and thrust himself in again, slowly but powerfully, pushing himself in until he was fully seated, then giving that slight buck inward that he knew Jim loved so much. Suddenly he heard Jim gasp and felt hot moisture between them and Jim convulse against him. He held Jim through his climax, watching the handsome face tighten and tip away from him as Jim arched up against him. He pressed quick, hot kisses up the corded tendons in Jim’s neck and whispered hotly in his ear, “I love you.”

“God,” managed Jim at last. “God.”

Mark kissed him and waited for Jim to meet his eyes again, then began to pump into him, still slowly, but putting all the power he could muster into his thrusts. Jim watched his face as he did so, and something in his look undermined Mark’s control so he began to thrust rapidly and deeply into Jim. Mark groaned his pleasure with each movement he made and was not sure when the groans became low growls.

Pleasure began to build in him, each push into Jim’s now slick, tight channel sending a thrill through his whole body. He struggled to keep control, but despite his best effortswas soon rutting into Jim’s body with abandon. When his climax came, it was intense, tightening his whole body and leaving him shaken.

Afterward he lay beside Jim, grateful to still be able to breathe in his familiar scent. If Jim had died.... Mark closed his eyes and pushed his face even closer to Jim.
Jim rolled over to face him and pulled him into a close embrace, the strong, bronzed arms holding Mark tightly against him. Mark closed his eyes and tried to breathe.

Jim’s voice broke through the silence. “What do you feel?”

Mark looked up into his eyes. “What?”

“When we do that, what do you feel?”

Mark hesitated. “You. Inside you. The heat.”

“Is it like a woman?”

Mark hesitated for even longer, then whispered, “I wouldn’t know.”

They lay in silence for a few moments, then Mark asked, “What do you feel?”

There was a long silence, then Jim said, “You. Like you’re part of me. Like you come into my body, and we’re one person. And every time we do it, I want more.”

Mark looked away, then couldn’t resist looking back, and saw Jim’s eyes gleaming at him. He asked, “Would you go back to a woman? Do you want children again?”

Jim stared off into the distance. “I don’t think so. Haven’t thought about it. Have you?”

Mark nodded. “I bet you were a good father.”

Jim’s eyes suddenly turned ice blue, and he turned to Mark and answered, “If I had been, they’d still be alive, wouldn’t they?”

Mark blinked, unsure what to say, and looked away.



My Thoughts: 
I really enjoyed this story. I have not read the previous books in the series, but I don't feel as though I was missing anything by reading this one first. 
This book is set in Australia in 1876 so it is definitely a historical. I am not normally a fan of those, but I really got into this one. The story starts out with Matt and Jim in the gallows so from the beginning I was intrigued. I will definitely be going back and reading the rest of the series soon. Jack Byrne certainly caught my attention with his writing and I will revisit his work!

Author Bio:
Jack Byrne is an Australian who lives and works in the Australian outback training horses, doing farm work, and trying to stay out of trouble. He writes from experience (sometimes unfortunate experience!) and has been shot at (“a case of mistaken identity”) and bitten by a snake before. He writes on a laptop with a satellite connection and likes to ride or drive out to locations he is writing about to get a real feel for the surroundings.

He is happy to hear from readers.  He can’t promise an instant reply as he goes out working sometimes for a week or so, but he will get back to readers as soon as he can.


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Email: Jackaroo_Byrne@hotmail.com
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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Blog Tour with Review: Desires Unleashed by D.N Simmons

Book Title:  Desires Unleashed : Knights of the Darkness Chronicles (Book 1)

Author:  D.N. Simmons
Publisher:   Rushmore Publishing; 3 edition (12 Nov 2010)
Book Length:  290 pages
Genre:  Vampire Romance, Paranormal, Werewolf/Shifter

Book Blurb:
Desires Unleashed is the first novel in the riveting, highly addictive and sexually-charged Knights of the Darkness Chronicles. Experience the  heart-pounding thrill of the chase in this electrifying page-turner as you uncover the mystery behind the series of gruesome killings that have been terrorizing the citizens of Chicago.

With mutilated bodies being discarded all around the thriving city of Chicago, the highly-trained, government-funded police force, better known as the S.U.I.T., has assigned two detectives to discover who or what is behind the series of gruesome murders. Soon into their investigation, the detectives realize that they are in over their heads and if they are going to stop the menace before the next attack, they are going to have to seek the help of two unlikely individuals.


Original, sexy and gritty, the Knights of the Darkness Chronicles will suck you in and take you for a ride you won't forget!

Character Teaser:

MEET VAMPIRE MASTER, DARIAN ALEXANDER:

The man himself. The Greek God breathtakingly gorgeous and incredibly dangerous at the same time. Don't let his piercing forest green eyes and school boy dimpled grin fool you, he's as deadly a predator as they come. His reputation is never misunderstood, those who know his name fear him. Darian is not someone to mess with, for he has ways of dealing with those who cross him. He controls the entire city of Chicago. Even the S.U.I.T. organization steers clear of him and his dealing. Jaded by his many years of existence, he has a tendency to be callous when it comes to humans. He's been there
and done that, so to speak and he's rarely surprised by humanity. His charm, intelligence and debonair personality is what drew the lovely and beautiful queen of the leopard Pride to him, even against her own Pride's wishes.

Unfortunately for Elise, there is but one person in his life that has his whole heart, his Xavier. At least, that is what he thought until he met Natasha. The young woman intrigues Darian, baffles him, even. He wants her and only time will tell for us to see if he gets what he wants.

Excerpt: 
Darian smiled. He should be ashamed of himself, he thought. He couldn’t help that he was born with a gift and what affect that gift had on others. Without waiting for her consent, he trailed his fingertips in a wavy motion up her calves, working his way slowly to her thighs. Never taking his gaze from hers, he caressed her thighs, massaging the firm flesh. Leaning forward, he parted her legs, kissing very softly along the inside of her thighs from one side to the other, working his way up. His hand slid under her skirt and found her lace thong panties. Taking hold of them, he slowly slid them down past her thighs and calves.
She raised her feet so Darian could pull the panties off. He tossed them on his desk, and began his tender kisses again on her inner thighs. He could smell the seductive scent of her passion rising and feel the heat pulsating from between her legs. He inched forward and blew a long, slow breath over her quivering labia. She felt her muscles constrict as his breath tickled her delicate, soft flesh. Darian’s face inched closer until he heard Xavier’s soft footsteps approaching. He withdrew as his door opened.
“Ahhh, I see you’re interviewing the new assistant manager. Should I leave you alone to finish going over her ... Um ... credentials?” Xavier asked as he stood in the open doorway.
Darian frowned; agitated that Xavier had interrupted his sexual conquest.
“Give me a minute,” he said to Xavier as he rose to his feet.
He settled his gaze on Annette. He didn’t need to entrance her, he hadn’t needed to entrance any of his lovers. He didn't like influencing people to have sex with him. He felt it was cheating. He was more than confident that he could have anyone he wanted with just a little charm, and as it turned out, he hadn’t been mistaken.
“Annette, why don’t I see you in my office at ... oh, let’s say one o’clock?” he asked as he stroked her hair.
Annette struggled to remember something she had to do after work. Just when she was going to tell herself to forget about it, it came to her. “Oh, I can’t! I’m meeting my friend after work. We’re supposed to be celebrating her new job. Otherwise ... ,”
She rose from her seat and ran her hands down Darian’s chest. She had wanted to do that the moment she first laid eyes on him. It was all she thought it would be and more. He was firm and muscular under the soft, thin fabric of his black shirt. She could feel his muscles tightening under her touch. It was then she decided that Darian was the epitome of a Greek God.
Darian was set back, but not too disappointed. He had all the time in the world to seduce this one. 
“Very well, perhaps tomorrow night then?” he asked as he took her hand and led her to the door. “Oh, and by the way, did you want the position?”
Annette remembered that was the reason she was called into his office in the first place.
“Oh yeah! I mean, yes. Most definitely. Thank you, sir,” she said, pleased at her good fortune.
 “Please, when we are alone like this, call me Darian.”
Annette blushed. She hoped it didn't show. She nodded. Darian saw this as a perfect opportunity to steal a kiss and seal the deal. He leaned forward slowly and brushed his lips against hers. He could feel her lean into him, into his kiss. Ah, it was a thrill he felt often. It was a thrill he sought. He pulled back and opened the door for her. Annette smiled and walked out of the office. Darian watched Annette swish down the hallway and smiled. He knew she was putting an extra little sway to her hips for his benefit and he was pleased. His gaze shifted to Xavier. He walked away, leaving the door open for Xavier to close when he entered the room.
“So you weren't going to share with me, were you?” Xavier teased, leaning against the door frame.
“I was trying to get a taste test. So why was I interrupted?” Darian asked raising an eyebrow as he leaned against his desk, arms folded across his chest.
“Anthony’s here, shall I bring him in?”
Darian smiled in anticipation. “Yes.”
Xavier beckoned John inside the office. John had Anthony in his grip. The front of Anthony’s white t-shirt was spotted with blood and his blue jeans were so faded, they looked to have been several years old. Anthony’s hands were tied behind him. A black silk bag covered his entire head. Anthony stumbled into the room. John pressed hard on his shoulders, forcing him to his knees.
“Anthony, so nice of you to join us tonight,” Darian said as he walked toward the kneeling man.
He snatched off the black bag, peering into Anthony’s eyes. Darian ran his fingers through the other man’s hair, grabbed a handful of the blonde locks and yanked his head upward, bringing Anthony’s gaze to meet his. Anthony cried out at the pain shooting across his scalp as his hair was wrenched in Darian’s powerful grip.
“Anthony, Anthony, Anthony, tonight just isn’t your night, is it?” Darian asked as he ran a finger along Anthony’s bloody lip.
He raised his finger to his mouth and slowly sucked the blood away. His gaze drifted toward Xavier, who was already under the bloodlust. Xavier had not yet fed. He had been waiting patiently for Anthony’s arrival. The smell of Anthony’s blood in the air was making the wait unbearable. Xavier could taste the blood on his tongue and desperately wanted the real thing. He had control but it was weaker when he was under the Thirst.
“You should never have betrayed me, Anthony,” Darian said as he beckoned Xavier to come closer. “I don’t know what made you decide to steal from me and I don’t care. Just know it was your last mistake.”
The horrifying truth finally dawned on Anthony. His death was inevitable. He mentally cursed himself for not booking town. He should have never tried to wait for her. He should have hightailed it out of the city on the fastest plane to Timbuktu. He should have never opened the door. He should have known they’d come for him. Now he was going to die. A spark in his brain told him to try to escape.
“No!” Anthony screamed and tried to rise up from the floor, but John’s strong hands held him in an iron grip.
He couldn’t move an inch, not even to struggle. He watched in horror as Xavier stood in front of him, then knelt down. He cringed when Xavier caressed his face, softly with both hands. Tears rolled down his cheeks. Xavier leaned forward and caught a teardrop on his tongue, savoring his fear. A low groan rumbled through Xavier’s chest that was a mingling of pure hunger and lust.


My Thoughts: 
I was thrilled when I got this book for review, it sounded just different enough to hold my attention and give me that something new I was looking for.
In the beginning, it seemed like there were several stories going on at once and we had 4 sets of characters. Trying to see how they interconnected was the difficult part. It took me awhile to really get into the story and I that that was part of the reason.
I will continue with the series as I want to know what will happen next. I really enjoyed the world and am looking forward to seeing more. 


A Note From the Author: 
Hello,
I’m very honored to be here and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this opportunity to meet new readers.  My name is D.N. Simmons and I’m an urban-fantasy/paranormal romance author. My series Knights of the Darkness Chronicles is phenomenal, sexy, highly entertaining and completely addictive… well, that’s what I’ve been told. Who am I to disagree *giggle*.  When I say that my series is unlike any other, I really mean it. You will NOT find another series quite like it in the genre. That was my sinister plan from the very beginning.  I wanted to create a series with a platform that would take readers into a completely unique and bold direction with characters they could relate to. The story lines are original from book to book and they keep you engaged from the beginning to the end.  I know that the shelves are filled with paranormal books, especially those involving vampires and shape-shifters. And if you’re a fan of the genre, like I am, you may think that you won’t find anything too original because the market is already flooded.  That’s only because you haven’t read the KOTDC yet. 
See, I’m the kind of person that gets extremely enthusiastic about awesome storytelling. When I finish reading a great book or watching an amazing movie, I’m still buzzing about it. One of the reasons why I get so excited is because of exceptional writing and imagination. I appreciate that so much, therefore, I knew I had to give my readers the very best I could give them.
The Knights of the Darkness Chronicles isn’t just a series you read. It’s a series you experience.  You’ll know exactly what I’m talking about when you grab the first book. :D Trust me. 

Email: authordnsimmons@dnsimmons.com              
Website:     http://www.dnsimmons.com/ 


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