Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Becoming Invisible by Tiffany Carmouche



Synopsis

Becoming Invisible is the third book in The Alaskan Heart Saga, a Contemporary New Adult Series about finding unexpected love and a woman’s fight for survival.
Passion. ..Obsession. ..Love…Loss.

When fire consumes the Carlisle’s home and an obsessed serial killer continues to hunt Nicole and her family, Dylan and Bradley realize the only way to keep them alive is to help them become… invisible.






Review of Becoming Invisible
“Becoming Invisible is the third book of the series and it has you hitting the ground running. Another fantastic, descriptive, heart-pounding read from Tiffany Carmouche. The story continues at a perfect pace and will have your temperature rising with lust, your heart pounding with anticipation and have your body tingling with chills, a real rollercoaster read. The intrigue, romance and suspense is perfectly written from each of the characters perspectives so it gives you that little extra insight into their thoughts and emotions, pulling you further into the story. I’m totally hooked and begging for the next installment already!”~Nicki Wilson




Another Review of Becoming Invisible:

"The story continues with heart stopping love, mystery, and action. Tiffany can weave a tale of love suspense and mystery like no other. You will smile one minute and then gasp the next and when you think you know the answers HA! New questions will come into your mind! Leaving you wanting more! I love the strong characters of this book, they love and the fight for what they want and keep surviving.
Saying I loved this book is not really the right word , it is bigger than that word!
I recommend this to everyone because it will not disappoint. "~ Nikki Alper Targum Arc 
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Another Review of Becoming Invisible:

“I love what Tiffany has created here. This emotional suspenseful romance that captivates you and gets you sucked in and begging for more. This is truly a MUST READ!!!!”~Karen Karwen




Another Review of Becoming Invisible:
"OMG! Now I'm HOOKED on this series! I'm a fan of the TV show Criminal Minds and claim to be a "profiler" that can detect serial killers. Well, I've decided that Tiffany Carmouche could get a job writing for them because this series is better than that. And did I mention that there is a sexy rock star and a hot bartender? This story keeps getting better and better and better. I'm sitting on the edge of my seat biting my nails and peeking through a crack between my fingers that are covering my eyes. But I can't stop reading! You won't be able to either. Each book in the Alaska series allows you to get closer and fall more in love or hate with the characters. You will join me in hating the villains, rooting for the lovers, screaming at your kindle, and needing to call 911 when you begin to have heart palpitations. These books are full of love, humor, action and suspense. There is something for everyone. Get to 1-clicking, you won't be disappointed! " ~Rose Puls



What are people saying about The Alaskan Heart Saga?

“…Suspense, love and sleepless nights.” Samantha Truedale, USA

“…A riveting story that tugged at my heart…” Kristina Snyder “It simply blew me away.”

“Intrigue, Deception, Romance and the beauty of the rugged Alaskan landscape…are the settings for Tiffany Carmouche’s masterpiece of writing.” ~ Theresa Stuart, California

“…A crazy thrill ride and I never want to get off.” Justine Vandale, Canada “…It's fast- paced and heart pounding. It was such a rush!”

“…Outstanding romance, intrigue, suspense & action.” Nicki Wilson, UK


Goodreads! Help spread the word the trilogy has becomg a Saga!

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18043473-becoming-invisible?ac=1 Goodreads


Getting to know author Tiffany Carmouche ~


Which six words would you use to describe yourself?

Sassy, persistent, dreamer, romantic, spontaneous, too trusting (okay that is seven opps)

1. Can you tell us a little about yourself?


Me? I’m a single mother... a survivor... a dreamer... a hopeless romantic... and an adventurer...


Bio:
 
Best Selling Author Tiffany Carmouche has been given the title, The Queen of The Cliffhanger and Best Unknown Author You Need to Discover. When Tiffany Carmouché is not writing suspenseful romance novels, you can find her sculpting, traveling, teaching, singing, dancing, escaping in music or enjoying her family.

From skydiving in Alaska to scuba diving in Hawaii, Carmouch√© has traveled the world seeking adventure and it is apparent in the books she writes. Her adventures include riding camels in Africa, swimming under the stars in Puerto Rico, dancing salsa in Ecuador, and walking the cobblestone roads of Assisi, Italy. She has also found fulfillment working with the disabled and orphans in Argentina and Mexico. Her most cherished moments, however, have been watching her two beautiful daughters grow and strive to accomplish their own dreams.Despite all of these amazing experiences, she has survived many struggles. There was a time she felt defeated, but now she is recommitted to savoring experiences both in the novels she writes and in the life she lives each day. Her secret hope is that anyone who is struggling will realize there is a light at the end of the tunnel and no matter how hard the fight, no matter how many times they have been knocked down, it is always worth staggering up to their feet and learning to breathe again. Please visit my author page at https://www.facebook.com/TiffanyCarmoucheAuthor

BK LINKS
Have you read the first two books in the series?

The Impostor, A Love Story http://tinyurl.com/l3ttupn Amazon Link
Obsession and Sacrifice http://tinyurl.com/l2gce7o Amazon Link

The Impostor, A Love Story First book in series http://tinyurl.com/dyvxlfk B&N
Obsession and Sacrifice http://tinyurl.com/aj9mx92 Barnes and Noble


Where to stalk the author…in a good way.

http://www.facebook.com/TiffanyCarmoucheAuthor?ref=hl Facebook Author Page
http://www.amazon.com/Tiffany-Carmouche/e/B009KVTI62/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1374324891&sr=8-1
http://tinyurl.com/cf2vvbt Paperback The Impostor, A Love Story
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qOaIExYG5YQ Fan made trailer The Impostor http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28GnnFPMh3c Fan made trailer Obsession and Sacrifice
http://www.facebook.com/TheImpostorFanClub?ref=hl Fan Club Impostor
http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15747559-the-impostor-a-love-story Goodreads
http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16228823-obsession-and-sacrifice Goodreads
http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18043473-becoming-invisible?ac=1 Goodreads
http://www.tiffanycarmouche.com/#!buy-now/c1j7z Where to buy the books info link
http://www.amazon.com/Tiffany-Carmouche/e/B009KVTI62/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1372522480&sr=8-1 Amazon author page
http://www.facebook.com/TiffanyCarmoucheAuthor?ref=hl Facebook Author Page
http://www.tiffanycarmouche.com/ Website
https://twitter.com/tiffcarmouche Twitter
http://www.facebook.com/TheImpostorFanClub?ref=hl Fan Club
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Obsession-Sacrifice-Love-Story-by-Tiffany-Carmouche/510398818990960?ref=hl 
 Facebook Obsession fan page
http://tinyurl.com/cabmnc9 The Impostor Amazon ebook
http://tinyurl.com/dyooebc The Impostor Barnes & Noble ebook
http://tinyurl.com/cf2vvbt The Impostor Paperback
http://tinyurl.com/bftutva Obsession And Sacrifice Amazon
http://tinyurl.com/aj9mx92 Obsession And Sacrifice B & N ebook
UK LINKS
http://tinyurl.com/c5zowws UK The Impostor ebook
http://tinyurl.com/c6jxrbc UK Obsession and Sacrifice



Friday, August 16, 2013

ShameLess by Author Mel Ballew



Synopsis

"If all you can do is crawl, start crawling. Soon, you’ll be able to stand."

S’renaty James lives a privileged life most her age only dream of living. She is beautiful and popular with her entire life ahead of her. Life could not get any better.

Until her entire life shifts, crashing around her...

Bound by devastation, persecuted by the ones she used to call ‘friends’, haunted by disturbing nightmares, and filled with self-blame, she vows to overcome.

Stefan is everything S’renaty swears to avoid. He is carefree and charismatic. He is primitive, complicated and a total badass. He makes her melt like fine chocolate under a hot summer’s sun the first time their eyes meet. There is something about him, and she makes it her mission to find out.

When he meets S’renaty James, he is not prepared for what comes over him because for the first time ever, a girl leaves him breathless. Now, his primary responsibility is to keep her safe.
He will do anything to protect her. Even lie...

Stefan is the one person she has trusted with her heart. After keeping an unforgivable secret, he could be the one to shatter it to pieces. In fact, he may even destroy her beyond repair. Will she overcome and forgive, letting go of the pain, guilt and shame? Or this time, will she be stronger than the hardest lesson of her life — and, become totally ShameLess?

Excerpt #1 

With my head propped against my mother’s warmth, and my body wrapped in her love, I open my eyes and see the reflection of my half of the ‘best friends forever’ necklace shimmering in the beams of sunlight coming through my bedroom drapes. It is hanging where it always has, over the photo of Elle and me at my eleventh birthday party at the beach. The picture was taken the day she got it for me. Both of us are wearing our party hats as colored balloons with their matching curled and spiraled strings hang around us, providing the perfect backdrop. I can’t take my eyes off them.
My mother missed this one photo. She missed the necklace, too. It may only be half of one heart illuminated by the sunlight, but in this particular moment, it illustrates the clarity and depth of my pain. Ironically, it is exactly how my heart is now without her. It is only half of what it used to be. It is only half of what it should be still. My heart will never be whole again. Best friends forever, Elle. I love you. Always have; always will. My mind projects the words to her without saying it aloud.

Overwhelmed with agony, I clench my eyes shut and hold onto my mother. I cannot bring her back. I cannot go back in time and change the outcome. The present moment is all I have now.

My heart bleeds as my eyes overflow with the pain pouring out from the depths of my soul. I will never be the same. I am the reason Elle sped off that night. This is entirely my fault. It should have been one of the happiest moments of our lives together and of our senior year. It turned out to be the worst. I killed my best friend.

Excerpt #2 

Not far in the distance, I see him. His back is to me, but he looks somewhat familiar. His head rests in his palms, and he is on bended knee. What do I do now? I can’t just walk over there and intrude. I don’t want to interrupt his moment with his loved one. Oh my god, he is standing. Do not turn around. Do. Not. Turn. Around.

Quickly, I hide myself behind the thick trunk of a nearby oak. Holy shitballs! Just great! Luckily, I think I ducked out of sight in time, so he wasn’t able to see me prying or spying on him. Whew! Thank the sweet Lord and all of his Angels above. Angels…

Immediately I am taken back to the verse engraved on my friend’s headstone. Thanks for having my back again, Elle.

Seconds pass. I glimpse around the oak to sneak a peek while my heart slows down. I see him. He is sitting now. His head is hanging, and he is running a hand through his dark wavy strands. He appears agitated. Maybe he did see me? Nah, I honestly don’t think he did.

Fuck! It’s him!

Now, I can’t take my eyes off of him. He looks like a Greek god, especially how, on bended knee he looks like a statue, and the sunlight shadows his face. I’m more intrigued. I can only see his back, but his broad shoulders expand against his cotton T-shirt. It is snug as the sleeves hug his bicep muscles. Damn! He was so incredibly arrogant at the Dr.’s office. Now, he seems fragile, nearly lost. I just want to head over there and hug him tight, letting him know he will be all right. Then again, who am I kidding? I am just now making my first visit to see my best friend after two full years. Maybe his loss has been hard on him, too. This makes me feel even sadder for him. Strangely and ironically, I feel closer to him, despite how he acted earlier. At that time, I wouldn’t have cared if I had ever seen him again. Now, my heart is breaking for him.

Okay. I am actually starting to freak myself out. I am standing in a cemetery, scrutinizing some hot guy, probing into his business, and acting as if I give a crap after how he treated me earlier. The fact is that I do give a crap. Why? I have absolutely no freaking clue. I shouldn’t care one iota. Yet, here I stand, peeping out behind the protection of an aged oak, watching and stalking him. Yes! I am officially a creeper.

“Oh Elle, wouldn’t you just razz my shit over this?” If only you were listening. If only you could.

I steal one last gander at my newfound ‘mystery man’, taking in the hot Greek god in his entirety, then take off in the direction of my car.

Excerpt #3

On the heels of the truth surfacing in my head, my body reacts. Rapidly, I do a half-turn, lunging down and digging my right foot into the sand, and spin. I push off, hard with my foot, and take off darting back down the sand heading in the direction we just came from. I don’t wait for a response or a reaction from Stefan. I just run fast and hard. I allow my body to dictate its speed. I sprint, running parallel with the raging tides inspiring my motivation. It’s absolutely fucking freeing. Emotional tension blends with the sexual tension surging, pushing me, and giving me additional grit to push on.

“Who needs a rest now?” I cry out into the air now blowing at my back. Dazed, Stefan didn’t see that one coming, and I chuckle as I continue racing down the beach.
In no time, he catches up to me as we near the house. He grabs my hand, halting me, pulling me to his side. Both of us are covered in sweat, and sex oozes off him. I just want to scream. Instead, I lean forward, placing my hands on each of my knees, gasping through huffing breaths. Damn that felt great!

Before I know what is happening, he whisks my entire body up slinging me over his shoulder, and takes off running. We both plunge straight into the ocean. The frigid water bitch slaps me; no cold shower needed. Together, we come up for air. Freezing water runs down our faces.

“What the hell, Stefan?” I stutter out through chattering teeth as shivers possess me. Between the cool breeze off the ocean, and the frigid water, I can’t get warm.
He pulls me to him, wrapping me in his arms, “I told you, you would be in my arms, Star. And, cheaters always get due punishment. I don’t play.” His words, playful, and firm, offer heated softness. I allow myself to welcome the warmth. How is there any possible way to respond to that? I can’t.

Time halts.

In the next instant, Stefan takes both of his hands to each side of my face, saying, “You will always be in my arms,” then leans in closer introducing his lips to mine in a more passionate kiss than any I have had with him or by anyone else.
In this moment, it feels like the first one. I’m dying inside. This icy water holds no refuge to the fervor his body offers mine. He attempts to pull away, but I bring him to me this time, and take all of him, seizing his lips with my own. I bite his bottom lip, sucking it in, nibbling a little harder, and letting him know I want all of him, not just his lips. I want all of him!

Time has a way of transcending. It surpasses more than the grandest of any of our unanswered prayers. It offers us gifts every single day. Pap is right. Each day is truly a gift. Our past is a gift for our present to open. I’m in the present with the most amazing guy. Right now, nothing else matters except for opening my gift, and accepting my present. God knows exactly what we need exactly when we need it. I thank God for giving me the strength to be here, in this moment.

Tomorrow may still be a mystery, but today is unraveling, slowly. It’s like opening a gift, and one I have every intention of treating with care…unwrapping it gently to savor its blessing. Here is to the present; to us!

Author Bio:



Mel Ballew resides in rural Pennsylvania with her husband and daughter, along with their two adorable cats.
An avid reader, she has always had an equal passion for writing and has written her entire life, to date. Her mother initially birthed, inspired, and encouraged these loves. The two often discussed writing together but unfortunately, that dream never came to fruition.
Years later, this happened, that happened—life happened.
She stepped away from writing to place more focus on being wife and a full-time mom. Today, she would not have changed a thing. The day her daughter was born became the first day she realized a significant rhythm to her heart was also born. Her daughter, now preparing to go off to college, has grown into a beautiful and responsible young adult.
A twisted turn of events in September 2009 left Mel unable to work outside of the home. Forced to consider other options, and while embracing a therapeutic approach of transcribing all of the challenges facing her, post-accident, she returned to journaling. Once again, the writer within her has been re-birthed—awakened from slumber.
Mel is a hopeless romantic. Blessed, she has her very own soul mate, which she calls husband, best friend, and lover.
She is a simple country gal, with a profound love of true simplicity. She is just as hopeless in her love of nature and regards many of her writing aspirations to appreciating its beauty, although every single story is birthed from her dreams. Sometimes, in life, simply enjoying a chilled glass of sangria on a warm summer’s eve or indulging in her love of chocolate and peanut butter is an expression of enjoying such simplicity. For her, these moments are truly d’vine.







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Saturday, August 3, 2013

Blood Witch (Opposite Side Book #1) by Author Ellie Potts


  Welcome to the Opposite Side where monsters really do roam the night, but The Supervisors make sure that the monsters don’t get noticed by the normal humans. Meet Leslie, a Supervisor and a blood witch, one of four in California. Blood witches are said to have powers that rival gods, that’s why they were almost hunted to extinction. Leslie came into her power late, and fell in with the wrong crowd before she became a Supervisor. Nathan is king of the local werebear clan, and he has plans for the future of his pack, the other local shapeshifters, but also has his eyes set on Leslie. She is not your ordinary Blood Witch, and together they can stir up power that the world has never seen. But nothing is as it seems in the Opposite Side, and Leslie’s already different world is going to be shaken as a new case starts a chain of events that can lead to a feud war.


Excerpt:

The cub screamed, and Leslie could see that his body had enough and decided on changing. “This is going to get dirty.”

“Don’t panic,” he said, shooting her a quick look, trying not to keep his attention off the cub too long.

“Too late,” she said, trying to calm her heart. All she needed to do was make herself a big enough target.

He came to her, and held her face in his big hands. The electricity flared. Her magic started to break through, which happened when her emotions were high. “Breathe,” he whispered to her.

“I know what happens to the newly changed. They’re hungry.”

He nodded, and leaned his forehead to hers. “I can’t stop it. This is going to be ugly, just close your eyes okay.”

She did, but she could hear everything, all his bones breaking and reknitting themselves together. The sound was in-between a dog drinking water, and a messy eater eating something very gross. His screams turned to roars. Finally, after all the bones we reknitted, the cub gave a roar that shook the small room they were trapped in. Nathan turned, keeping his back pressed to her, blocking her view. She did what she believed was the stupidest move ever, but couldn’t help herself; she wrapped her arms around him. The flare of the electricity that entered her body, made her weak, and she leaned her head against the back of his neck.

The more skin that she pressed against him, the more of the electrical feeling zapped through her. But then something else happened. Her magic opened, but it didn’t go wild. Instead, it touched Nathan’s beast. His power flowed from him, mingling with hers. For a second, they were nothing but magic. And then as one they looked at the cub, angry and hungry as it slowly advanced on them fully in bear form. As one, they willed it to sleep. And it did just that. It lay down in the water and went to sleep, the bear body slowly turning back to human.

Nathan turned in her arms, and moved his face in close to hers. She thought he would lick her cut again, but instead he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her hard. Her arms moved up to circle around his broad neck, as she kissed him back with feverish want. He pressed his body against her, hard, ready. She could sense his need, his want, and it matched hers in every way. Her hands had tangled themselves in his long, blondish brown hair when he finally broke the kiss.

“What the hell was that?” he finally said and went to the boy. He picked him up from out of the water and laid him on an old wood counter.

“A kiss,” she murmured, wanting him to kiss her more, touch her. She sighed.

“I know what that was, I mean that,” he said, motioning to the boy.

“Magic,” she said, looking down into the water. “But different.” She thought of the life of the magic. There seemed no death in it. No scary, as she was used to thinking of it.


Buy Links:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Witch-ebook/dp/B00DT9ZWF2/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1374180336&sr=8-3&keywords=blood+witch


  
About the Author:

  Somebody told Ellie Potts you had to be rich to be eccentric otherwise you were plain crazy. She set out to prove them wrong doing things she was told she couldn't do like dressing for pirate and renaissance faires, get her stories published, playing video games, planning to survive a zombie apocalypse, and other antics most women stay away from.

She is also a Whovian, Browncoat, Star Wars addict, and collector of arcane knowledge. Now she lives in California's Central Valley where most of her stories and books take place. Her and her husband are owned by their attack Bugg, and her two red eared slider turtle minions who live in the backyard.


Stalker links:
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