Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Beastly by Michelle Irwin




Title: Beastly
Series: Phoebe Reede: The Untold Story #3
Author: Michelle Irwin
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 28, 2017



Blurb

Not all things are exactly as they appear.
Beau Miller thought his happily ever after had returned in the form of the girl with the seafoam eyes. He never expected a second heartbreak at her hand.
When her father, Declan Reede, turns up with murder in his eyes, Beau discovers that the break-up might not have been what it seemed. He must solve the mystery if he’s to find his girl.
How can he and Declan rescue their princess when she’s been taken by someone with beastly intentions? And will they make it in time?
**Due to strong language and sexual content not intended for anyone under the age of 18. Some books in this series contain content, including sexual assault and violence, that may trigger emotional distress in some readers.**




Review
Rating: ☆☆☆☆☆

This was just...wow!! I don't to give anything of the plot to this installment away as you will want to experience this journey with the characters. I will say that it is told entirely from Beau's perspective and gives a real insight into his emotions, thinking and his earlier decisions.

Everything about this installment pulled me in and kept me hooked wanting Beau and Phoebe to get their HEA. They go through so much again here but it is very different to what they have been through so far. The stakes are bigger and the intrigue more complex.

I was on the edge of my seat throughout, biting my nails through the many twists and turns. I need more!!!

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Author Bio

Michelle Irwin has been many things in her life: a hobbit taking a precious item to a fiery mountain; a young child stepping through the back of a wardrobe into another land; the last human stranded not-quite-alone in space three million years in the future; a young girl willing to fight for the love of a vampire; and a time-travelling madman in a box. She achieved all of these feats and many more through her voracious reading habit. Eventually, so much reading had to have an effect and the cast of characters inside her mind took over and spilled out onto the page.

Michelle lives in sunny Queensland in the land down under with her surprisingly patient husband and ever-intriguing daughter, carving out precious moments of writing and reading time around her accounts-based day job. A lover of love and overcoming the odds, she primarily writes paranormal and fantasy romance.



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Blackwell by Alexandrea Weis with Lucas Astor

Title: Blackwell
Author: Alexandrea Weis with Lucas Astor
Genre: Gothic Romance
Published: January 17, 2017 

Hell has a new master
In the late 1800s, handsome, wealthy New Englander, Magnus Blackwell, is the envy of all.
When Magnus meets Jacob O’Conner—a Harvard student from the working class—an unlikely friendship is forged. But their close bond is soon challenged by a captivating woman; a woman Magnus wants, but Jacob gets.
Devastated, Magnus seeks solace in a trip to New Orleans. After a chance meeting with Oscar Wilde, he becomes immersed in a world of depravity and brutality, inevitably becoming the inspiration for Dorian Gray. Armed with the forbidden magic of voodoo, he sets his sights on winning back the woman Jacob stole from him.
Amid the trappings of Victorian society, two men, bent on revenge, will lay the foundation for a curse that will forever alter their destinies.
"5 Revenge is a dish best served.....with a side of Voodoo stars!" - The Book Sirens 
“This book was cleverly written. Set in Boston and New Orleans, I was spellbound by the narrative.” - Reader Review 
"Alexandrea Weis pulls the reader into a dark and fated tale of catastrophic jealousy;" - The Reading Cafe
Leaving the firelight, he headed toward the water, eager to learn more about the woman. Beyond the glare of the bonfire, his eyes were better able to take in her figure. Her nightdress was torn in places and had dark splotches on it in others. She stood at the water’s edge, her feet hidden below the surface of the bayou. As he drew closer, Magnus got a better view of her exquisite face. Her pale, snowy skin glowed in the darkness, and her features were perfect except for a scar above her right lip. He ached to help her, to guide her from the water and back to the warmth of the fire.​  
“Are you all right?”​  
She titled her head to the side as she examined him. Then without saying anything, she held out her hand to him.​  
Magnus could hear a woman’s voice saying, Magnus, come with me, in his head, but her lips never moved. He was entranced, drawn to her, and just as he was raising his hand to take hers, another hand clamped down on his wrist. ​
“Magnus, no, don’t touch her,” Madam Simone called out. ​
The spell was broken, and the woman in the water faded away. ​
Magnus gawked at the water. “What?”​ 
“I told you to stay close to the fire,” she admonished.​
He pointed to the water. “You saw her? Who was that?”​
Madam Simone let go of his arm. “You mean what was that, don’t you?”​
“I don’t understand.”​
She waved her long stick out over the water. “That was a spirit called by the ceremony. She often appears when we perform our rituals on the bayou.”​
“You know her?” The shock was evident in his voice.​
“She’s the spirit of one who sacrificed herself for love many years ago. She was the quadroon mistress of a wealthy white man who spurned her and her unborn child.”
Magnus removed his hat and wiped his hand over his brow, feeling shaky. “So you are telling me I just saw a ghost?”
Madam Simone chuckled at his reaction. “The world is not everything you see, Magnus. Ghosts are as real as you or I. They are the impression left behind by a life ended in misery, pain, or confusion. The spirits trapped or bound to earth are the ones who haunt. The ones who have found peace are the ones who leave.”
“Where do they go?”​
She gave him a sad smile. “That all depends on what you believe. Heaven, hell, paradise—take your pick. We have more names for the world that comes after than we do for the one we currently inhabit. I think that speaks volumes about our capacity for hope.”​
Magnus took an unsteady breath as his eyes returned to the water. “What about her? The girl in the water? Will she ever find peace and move on?”​
“No.” Madam Simone shook her head and, gathering up her skirt, took a step away from the shore. “She has chosen to remain here.”​
“Chosen?” he shouted. “Are you telling me she had a choice?”​
“We all choose in life and in death, Magnus.” She glanced back at him. “That is why we have souls—to make that choice.”
​Magnus could still hear the voice of the spirit calling to him in his head. “I think she spoke to me. She knew my name.”
​ “Spirits often bring messages from the dead. Do you know anyone who has recently died?”
​He shook his head. “No, no one.”
​Madam Simone motioned ahead to the bonfire. “Let’s get back to the fire.”
​Returning his hat to his head, Magnus followed her up the bank. “I’m not sure what I witnessed, Madam Simone, but I no longer think I’m a skeptic.”
​She grinned as they walked along. “Good. Then the ceremony served its purpose.”
“What purpose?”
​Madam Simone kept her eyes focused on the firelight. “To prepare your soul for what is to come.”
From New Orleans, Alexandrea Weis was raised in the motion picture industry and began writing stories at the age of eight. In college she studied nursing and went on to teach at a local university. After several years in the medical field, she decided to pick up the pen once again and began her first novel, To My Senses. Since that time she has published many novels. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning books, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable. Her work has been critically acclaimed and has been continually growing in popularity. 
Alexandrea Weis is also a certified/permitted wildlife rehaber with the La. Wildlife and Fisheries. When she is not writing, she rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She is married; they live in New Orleans.
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Survived by Brooklyn by Elizabeth York

Title: Survived by Brooklyn
Series: Brooklyn Series #3
Author: Elizabeth York
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: February 27, 2017
Brooklyn Montgomery hasn't had the easiest life or done things the easy way. Her stubbornness sometimes outweighs her intelligence and forces bad choices. She deals with those choices head on, moving forward until she finds herself back at square one with no one she can trust when a new threat comes for her.
Mark Stone, once took a bullet for Brooklyn. He always forgave her, even overlooked her flaws. He was always there to catch her when she fell, but when he forgets who she is and has to start over will he find he has the same patience for her? Can he keep the killer away from her without knowing all the details? 
What happens when both Brooklyn and Mark go missing? Will they be found, or will they be planted six feet under a field of forget-me-nots.

“Has Brooklyn ever been a victim to him?”

“You could fill a couple books about her interactions with him,” Jax spoke as if I should remember, but I didn’t. His comment opened a door and I was instantly flooded with questions starting with why she never told me about any of this.

“All the victims have things in common, but do we know how he chooses them?”

It was the silence from the men that told me I had chosen the one question no one wanted to ask. I knew they all had similar features, but where did he find them all?

I had to prepare myself before I turned back to the victim and looked at the woman’s face. When I finally did, I noticed the pale alabaster skin that was flourished with the torture she endured. Her long black hair was recently cut and worn just like Brooklyn. Her fingers told a story of a woman who was happily married even though her band was missing. This one was just like the others, but her clouded over blue eyes reminded me of -

“Brooklyn,” I yelled as I took a knee. She was wearing the same silver noose on a chain around her neck that she played with at the hospital. I picked it up as Jax made his way back to me.

She had the same eyes that I looked into when we talked, the same hair that I used to toy with when she laid next to me. She had the same skin color, that would flourish in rose patches when she would get excited. Everything about her was identical to Brooklyn.

“How long has she been dead?” I stood up and demanded to know. “Why wasn’t I notified?”

“Come on,” Jax growled as he tried to push me away. 

“Why wasn’t I notified?” I demanded an answer as I fought back.

“Let’s take a walk,” Jax tried to move me, and other officers came to join him.

“Why didn’t anyone tell me?” I needed to know.

Author Elizabeth York has been writing for about seven years. Located in the southeast, she spends her days drinking sweet tea on the porch with her laptop in hand. She has devoted her life to her family and her books. With the loss of her Father to cancer in 2010 she makes "Dear Daddy" dedication pages in each book and donates 10% royalties to cancer research.
Elizabeth was given a 2015 Author of the Year award sponsored by 31 blogs for her role in helping her fellow authors and her writing. She was also accepted into the Romance Writers of America organization in May of 2015.
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