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An American Werewolf In Hoboken (Wolf Mates Book 1) - Dakota Cassidy

Just starting.  It was a random freebie on amazon from an author I actually read.

 

Getting a kick out of hapless heroine adopting a werewolf from the animal shelter and naming him "Fluffy."

 

Kinda cute, moving fast, some funny bits but uneven. I know it's one of her older books that has since been worked into others but it seems to unexpectedly chop in some sex fantasies and actual sex scenes that are a completely different atmosphere and overlong. 

 

I don't care about the explicitness or whether sex is or isn't in a book (so long as works/flows with the story) -- but, I think I'll be skimming over quite a few pages where I may or may not feel I read enough to review it.

 

Fluffy.  Ha! Ha!

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#PNR and #UF Giveaway Party

Welcome to the #PNR and #UF Giveaway Party!

 

Who’s ready for a giveaway you can get your hands on? A bunch of authors got together to bring your this Big Box of Paperbacks Giveaway! One lucky winner is going to win SIXTY-TWO (62) Paperback Books! How’s that for an epic Book-Lover’s Prize?! If you are a fan of Urban Fantasy, Dystopian Fiction, or Paranormal/SciFi Romance, you’re going to want to get in on this! The best part is that even if you don’t win, you’ll be subscribed to the sponsoring authors newsletters for a chance to grab some freebies, snag some special offers, and enter more giveaways!
 

 

Here are a couple of sneak peeks!

 

Excerpt from Foxblood: A Brush with the Moon by Raquel Lyon


The funeral was a typically sombre affair, alive with soggy tissues and streaky make-up. I stood at the back, letting the vicar’s voice wash over me, and spent the whole time staring at the flower-laden coffin, wondering if the lid would suddenly flip up and a fanged monster would escape to reap its vengeance on the congregation.

Unsurprisingly, it didn’t happen, and as the mourners dispersed in the direction of the pub, I quietly snuck off home. I wasn’t in the mood for crowds and needed time to think, time to try to make sense of at least something, but as I turned to close the door, it was obstructed by a perfectly polished black shoe that belonged to…

“Sebastian?”

“Seb, please,” he said, easing his way through. “Only my father calls me Sebastian.” He checked down the backstreet and closed the door securely. His eyes scanned the flat. “Nice place.”

“I like it.”

“It doesn’t bother you? Living over a funeral parlour?” he asked.

“Why would it? The neighbours are quiet.”

He didn’t laugh at my joke; neither did he comment. He simply stood silently, staring. It was very unnerving and made my legs go all wobbly. Perhaps if I turned away from him, he’d disappear again? It was worth a shot. I forced my jelly legs over to the front window and stared out at nothing in particular. The light was subdued, and the sky had darkened to an air force grey. A low mist was beginning to carpet the distant fields, and I wondered if snow had been forecast.

I knew my little experiment hadn’t worked. He was still there. I could feel his presence and smell his scent, a musky, inviting aroma that filled my senses and sent my head into a whirl, and it was getting stronger.

“Your friends interrupted us the other day. Can we talk now?” he whispered softly into my neck, and his fingertips traced a fiery trail down my spine.

“What’s the point? There’s nothing to say. I wish you’d just leave me alone,” I said, lowering my head in time to see Lara leaving the newsagents. She glanced up with a look of fury contorting her face as Sebastian’s hands reached around either side of me and grabbed the window frame.

“I can’t do that. I’m not that strong,” he said.

I studied the arms now imprisoning me, with their perfectly formed muscles straining against the rolled-up sleeves of his white shirt, and seriously doubted his statement. His stance was predatory and made me feel uncomfortable. I ducked under his elbow to escape, but he caught me around the waist and pulled me against him. Our bodies moulded together perfectly, and the strength of his grip made me feel like a china doll that he’d be able to crush in an instant. He was almost a full head taller than I was, and the warmth of his breath caressed my forehead. How easy it would be to reach up and taste those lips. I imagined the feel of them, and my own parted in an involuntary invitation.

The full Foxblood series can be seen here: http://foxifae.wixsite.com/raquellyon

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Autumn Winters, Realm Watchers Book 1  by J. S. Malcom 
 
The rain has stopped, but fog crept in while I sat in Rory’s. I walk through that fog now, the streetlights casting cones of luminescence that capture swirling mist. I should go straight home, but I really want a bottle of wine. J.J.’s Market is only two blocks off and I walk toward neon signs advertising beer and cigarettes, drawn like a moth. Not long ago, I was newly married, looking forward to finishing my MFA in Design with the hope of someday starting my own business. I barely drank and rarely got drunk. Now, I’m wandering around out here at night trying to avoid ghosts and unwilling to go home without alcohol because I’m afraid I won’t sleep. My eyes start to prickle and I wipe the back of my hand across my face.  
 
And, no, I’m not alone. I can’t hear her behind me—her steps will never make sound again. All the same, I feel her there and soon she walks beside me. 
 
“Hello?” she says. 
 
I keep walking. God, it breaks my heart but I don’t want her next to me. 
 
“Can you hear me?” 
 
Yes, I can hear you. I say nothing. 
 
One block to go and maybe I’ll just uncork that bottle right in the store. With any luck, she’ll veer off and find some other lucky person to latch onto.  
 
“I really need your help.” Her breath hitches as her voice rises in pitch. She’s also crying and I just can’t ignore her—it’s not about me anymore. 
 
I slow down, then stop. I wipe my eyes, realizing that she’s not the only one crying. 
 
“Are you okay?” she says. 
 
Seriously? Things have gotten that bad? 
 
I take a deep breath to calm down. “I’m fine. Okay, I’m lying but I can deal with that later. What’s going on with you?” 
 
“I’m not dead,” she says.  
 
I turn to look at her. No, she doesn’t look dead but many of them don’t. Not to me, anyway. Some are more translucent while others appear basically the same as you and me, give or take the glow around them. That’s not guaranteed either. People are all different, whether dead or alive. One of my new theories is that we all start out as “dead” before becoming “alive” again. Like a lightbulb switching on and off again here in this realm. I think it’s a circular system. It seems an efficient use of energy. In this theory, ghosts are glitches. But this girl next to me isn’t interested in hearing about my theories, which change daily anyway. She just wants to know what’s going on. 
 
I really don’t want to go there right now but I’m stuck in this situation. I look at her young, beautiful face. Trusting eyes stare back at me. 
 
“I’m really sorry,” I say. “Did it happen fast? Was it a car crash or something?” 
 
She shakes her head. “That’s not what happened.” 
 
I don’t want to take it to the next level but, evidently, I have no choice. “Did you commit suicide?” 
 
That happens a lot too, I’ve come to learn. Suicide is a big one for getting you grounded. You cause that kind of pain and you just can’t move on.  
 
She shakes her head again. “No. Please, that isn’t what happened.” 
 
I think for a moment, hesitating because I hate the dark stuff. I really don’t want to know if she was murdered.  
 
“I’m not dead,” she says. “I swear. They took my body!” 
 
 

THROUGH THE VEIL by Colleen Halverson

 

“Nice catch,” he said, grinning.

 

I flung the apple up into the air and caught it in my other hand. “I played third base. Little League.”

 

“You mean baseball?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Never seen a game myself.”

 

I gaped at Finn. “You mean you live in Chicago, and you’ve never been to a Cubs game?”

 

He shrugged. “Not interested.” Finn’s eyes lit up, and he shoved me playfully with his shoulder. “Now hurling. That’s a good game.” “Well, they’re totally different. That’s not even a fair comparison,” I said with a sniff. “Fair enough,” Finn said, wistful. “Really, nothing can compare with hurling.”

 

I laughed. “Moiré tried to explain the rules to me once, but she lost me after hurley stick.”

 

“Oh, it’s simple, really.” Finn jumped down and rummaged around the rubble until he found a large branch. He swung it, the stick cutting through the air, slowly at first, but then with more force. Finn’s chest muscles rippled between the flaps of his leather jacket, and my blood pulsed in my ears at the sight of him, dancing from foot to foot as he practiced his swing.

 

“Now the point of hurling,” Finn began, “is to use this stick, the hurley stick.” He raised the old branch in the air. “To get a little ball called a sliotar either over or under your opponent’s goalpost.” Finn picked up a handful of small rocks and, using his “hurley,” sent a pebble whizzing over the stone wall, inches from my head.

 

“Hey, watch it!”

 

Finn smiled up at me. “You with me so far?”

 

I nodded.

 

“Now,” Finn said. “If the ball flies under the goalpost into the net, it’s worth three points.” Finn sent another pebble skittering against the wall, right next to my boot. “But you have to get it past the keeper, and that can be a challenge.” His eyes glittered at me as he swung his stick again. He threw a rock up in the air and with a loud thwack sent it zooming over the wall. I held out my hand and caught the stone, the look on Finn’s face making up for the sting of impact.

 

“And he’s out!” I cried, jumping off the wall and doing a mock victory dance. “Cubs win! Cubs win! Wooooooooooooo!”

 

Finn stalked over to me and grabbed my fist. “Will you settle down!” he said, attempting to pry the pebble from my grip. “I’m trying to teach you a three-thousand-year-old art form and you’re nattering on about the fecking Cubs.”

 

I giggled, snatching his hurley stick from his hands.

 

“Technical foul!” Finn barked behind me, but I sprinted away, swinging the hurley over my head as I climbed the wall.

 

“Get back here, you brat!” Finn bolted after me so quickly, he lost his footing on the stone wall and tumbled to the ground. I laughed as he came to his feet, his hair loose, chasing me.

 

“It’s the bottom of the ninth, bases are loaded!”

 

Finn made a snatch for the stick, but I feigned to the right. “Tanner’s up to bat.” I climbed a set of old stairs to nowhere and tossed up the stone. I popped out my hips and, following through on the turn, sent the stone flying over the hill and down the cliffs below. I jumped down, swinging my baseball/hurley bat. “Homerun by Tanner! And the Cubs win the pennant!”

 

Finn smacked into me, and I collapsed to the ground, his wide body over mine as he grasped for the stick.


 


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Review: Sunday Bear-becue (Grayslake #6) by Celia Kyle
Grayslake: More than Mated: Sunday Bear-becue (Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) - Celia Kyle

Review originally posted at RabidReads.com.

 

As a fan of the Grayslake series, this was a fun, little addition to the series. I features the couple from the original book, No Ifs, Ands, or Bears About It, Mia and her alpha werebear husband Ty. There are also some of the others that we meet from the series. This isn’t a long story and I don’t recommend it for people who haven’t read the series. I just don’t think there is enough to this story for new readers. It is more of a little gift to people who’ve enjoyed the series.

 

If you’re not familiar with this series, I highly recommend you check it out. Celia Kyle has some really interesting stories wrapped around this group of werebears, werehyenas and werewolves in Grayslake, Georgia. It is a fun series that has some humor to them along with the suspense that you generally see in a PNR novel. One thing that really impresses me is how Kyle tackles tough subjects in these books. There is everything from an orphan who is supposed to live with his abusive uncle, a fight against racism (again werehyenas), attempted rape and more. I love how she brings these issues out in her stories, without them being to overpowering.

 

In this short, about Mia, Ty, adopted Parker and a new addition in little Sophia. Mia is throwing a barbecue for the whole clan. Mia has something she needs to tell Ty. Family interferes (as they do). When they go off on their own for a bit, things get a little crazy with the rest of the clan.

 

Like I said, this is a very short story. I enjoyed it, because I liked spending time with the characters that I fell in love with in the earlier books. I wish the story had been a little bit longer with a little more substance, but it was a nice day in Grayslake. If you hadn’t read the series, you’re probably not going to enjoy the series as much. I highly recommend you pick up No Ifs, Ands, or Bears About It and give this series a try.

“Weeky-peed-ee-ah and it said stupid-head isn’t a curse word”

“And Google,” Parker whisptered again.

“And Googles!” Her daugther sounded so proud as Mia could imagine Sophia standing tall in the middle of the balcony, balled hands on her narrow hips and spine straigh–just like her daddy when he thought he was right.

Oh, how wrong they both were. Often.

“Wikipedia and Google don’t put a roof over your head, young lady.”

“Mommy, listen. Listen, listen. I’m outside. There is no roof.”

**I received a free copy of this book and voluntarily chose to review it.

 

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Source: rabidreads.ca/2016/10/review-sunday-bear-becue-by-celia-kyle-mlsimmons-celiakyle.html
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Review: Her Fierce Warrior (X-Ops, #4) by Paige Tyler
Her Fierce Warrior (X-Ops) - Paige Tyler

Review originally posted at RabidReads.com.

 

Military Paranormal Romance Kickass

 

In this series, we’ve been following the members of the DCO (Department of Covert Operations), a secret organization within Department Homeland Security. This organization takes a human and pairs them with a EVA, extremely valuable asset or shifter. However, some people within the organization would like to see it shut down. They feel that the shifters are dangerous and shouldn’t be trusted.

 

This is the first book in the series that the neither member of the couple is a member of DCO. This story revolves around Angelo, who is a member of the military team that our first hero original ran. Angelo is part of a special ops team that is currently stationed in Tajikistan. He stumbles upon a group of men attempting to rape a woman. Angelo, being not a douche, follows with every intention to stop the rape. Only to learn that she can take care of herself. Since he knows what she is, he calls the only people he knows that can help her, Landon, his old boss who is now with DCO.

 

Minka has been working with the US military in Tajikistan when she was captured and her life changed. She has been experimented on and tortured until she finally escaped. These people who tested her have turned her into a monster. She has no idea what is going on and has been stumbling through towns trying to hide. She’s been in the same clothes for a really long time and eating out of dumpsters. That is until a man shows up. He seems to calm the beast inside her.

 

This is another great installment in the X-Ops series. Angelo is a character that has been a really fun secondary character. I love that he finally gets his own story. Angelo has his reasons for not wanting a wife/girlfriend. Buy when Minka shows up in his life, he can’t help but be protective of her. Minka is a new character that we meet for the first time in this book, but she is a very solid character. She has had a lot to live through, but has made her way through life anyway.

 

This series is a really fun. It is full of suspense. I loved watching as the team search out and try to solve who is running the lab that created Minka. She’s a hybrid, which is a created shifter, not one who was born like most of the agents in DCO. There is also the fact that their is someone in DCO who isn’t on the side of the team. The romance is also high as we watch Minka and Angelo come together. There is an insta-love aspect to the story, but the pair do take a while to come together completely.

 

Even though there are many paranormal romances that can be read out of order. This is not one that I would recommend with that. Each story builds on the previous, so I would read these books in order. With this book, I would recommend you read the prequel, Her Secret Agent, before reading this one. It is free and quick read. Thanks to Sophia at Delighted Reader for the heads up. I’m really excited for the next book, Her Rogue Alpha.

 

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Source: rabidreads.ca/2016/10/review-her-fierce-warrior-by-paige-tyler-mlsimmons-paigetyler-sourcebookscasa.html
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Audiobook Review: Archangel's Heart (Guild Hunter, #9) by Nalini Singh
Archangel's Heart: Guild Hunter Series, Book 9 - Tantor Audio,Nalini Singh,Justine Eyre

My review and an extended sample of the audiobook are posted at Hotlistens.com.

 

This is a favorite series of mine. I just love it. It is a cross between a paranormal romance and an urban fantasy. The reason I say that is because the first few books all follow a single couple, Elena and Raphael. Then it starts having a different couple with each book, but still goes back to Elena and Raphael every now and then. In this book, we are back with our “main” couple of Elena and Raphael. They spend very little time in New York in this story, so we don’t see many of the other favorites from the book, but we do get some time with Blue Bell and Dimtri.

 

If you’re not familiar with this series, it features angels, archangels and vampires. There are usually 10 archangels that are alive and awake at any given time, but right now, there are 11 because of the Cascade which is increasing the power of angels and wreaking havoc. These archangels each have their own territory that they rule. Raphael is the archangel of New York and his territory is North America. There are angels underneath the archangel. Angels and Archangels can turn humans into vampires. These vampires have to sign a contract to serve their angel for at least 100 years. The Guild, for which this series is named, will track down vampires who try to skip out on their contract. They also help with rogue vampires and even angels if needed. They are humans. Some are “hunter born” which gives them extra senses to make them extraordinary trackers. Elena was in the Guild, but is now the consort to Raphael, but she still does some stuff with them.

 

In this story, Raphael and the Cadre, the group of archangels, have been summoned to meet by the only group that can summon the Cadre, the Luminata. Everyone is required to attend or they could lose their territory. Raphael is permitted to bring his consort and a guard. Aodhan, aka Sparkle for his beautifully sparkling wings, is the guard that is chosen to go with them.

 

This is the first time we’ve heard about the Luminata. They are a very secretive group. They were robes most of the time that even hide their wings. They are seeking perfect luminesces. From the description, they remind me of a group of monks. They are also the collector of the art for the angels. They have an extensive library and art gallery, but because they are so recluse, no one gets to appreciate these treasures.

 

This was a great addition to the series. I loved the story about Lumia (the stronghold of the Luminata that is located in Morocco). There is also a town outside of Lumia that had a great story with it. I love that we got to learn more about Elena’s ancestors, which we know little about until this point. We also learn more about Aodhan. There’s a reason that he is the way he is (I really hope that he might be the next story *pretty please*). This story was full of suspense, more than we are used to in this series, and lots of politics, which is more common. If I had read the book, I would call it a “page-turner”, but since I listened, I will just say that I was finding reasons to keep listening. I wanted to glue the earbuds into my ears.

 

I don’t know that I would say that this book had a cliffhanger, but I will say that it left you wanting more. There are some plot threads that are not wrapped up. It does make me wonder if the next book will be another Raphael/Elena book or where the story will go from here. No matter what comes next, I’m really excited to see where the series goes. I love Nalini Singh and the Guild Hunter series (Psy-Changeling too for that matter). If you haven’t tried this series, I highly recommend it.

 

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This is a series that I started off reading and the eventually changed over to listening. Now, I’m a listener only. I just love Justine Eyre’s narration. She does a great job with all the voices. There are so many different personalities in this series and she nails all of them. I love the men and women’s voices, and there are a lot of men’s voices in this series. She does a great job with her pacing, speeding up or slowing down depending on what the scene needs. If you haven’t tried Justine Eyre, I highly recommend her.

 

**I like to thank the publisher for providing me with a copy of this audiobook in exchange for an honest review.

Source: www.hotlistens.com/archangels-heart-audiobook-by-nalini-singh-review
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