Thursday, January 31, 2013

FMB Presents: Her Guardian Lover

Title: Her Guardian Lover 
Author: Carrie Pulkinen 
Publisher: Breathless Press
Release Date: October 6, 2011
Genre: Paranormal
Edition: eBook 
Words: 72,372
Pages: 249

Guarding April is a hard day’s work. But opening his heart to love her could be the end of life as he knows it.

April May Carter, a twenty-nine-year-old small town high school teacher, dreams of finding a man to whisk her away from the Hicksville she’s stuck in. She wants it all—the husband, the house, the kids, the car. But her dreams of living the perfect life are shattered during a school shooting.
Damian is supposed to keep April safe. He’s an angel, but you wouldn’t guess that judging from his attitude. A tragic event in his past has left him so bitter and resentful that he won’t let anyone get close. But the moment, Damian sees April, he’s blindsided by the beauty. She awakens a part of his soul he thought had long ago burned out.
April should hate him, but she sees through his abrasive exterior and finds the compassionate, loving man beneath. Can Damian let go of his past, accept his responsibilities, and let her love him? Or will he spend the rest of his existence alone and miserable?

Carrie Pulkinen has always been fascinated with the paranormal. Of course, when you grow up next door to a cemetery, the dead (and the undead) are hard to ignore. Pair that with her passion for writing and her father's insatiable love for monster movies, and you've got the perfect recipe for an exciting storyteller.

There was just not enough time in the day to go to work and try to read this story!  I was drawn in quickly and didn't want to put it down. The way Carrie brings these characters together is amazing and the story line flows smoothly. My complete review will be up on Amazon tonight!

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

FMB Presents: Thunder

Title: Thunder
Author: Taryn Kincaid
Publish Date: October 24, 2012 
Genre: Paranormal, erotic romance, urban fantasy
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company, LLC

Lonely young witch, Veronica Hardwicke, has struggled to get on with her life after the death of the elderly husband who’d left her a fortune and a sprawling estate in mystical Sleepy Hollow. When frightening things go bump in the night on a stormy Fourth of July, who better to call than the sexy developer and contractor, Sean Jones, who's been renovating her mansion for months? Sean may grace the tabloid pages with a different supermodel on his arm every night, but it's Veronica who drives him nuts. Ignoring his instinct to stay away, he answers her summons. Will the thundering passion of their 1Night Stand tear down the barriers between them?

Taryn Kincaid is a former award-winning reporter and columnist, covering everything from fires and homicides, to corrupt politicians and hero dogs. Nowadays, she haunts courthouses. Taryn reads all genres and writes paranormal and historical romance. She is the author of Lightning and Thunder, sexy paranormal romances for Decadent Publishing's popular 1Night Stand series; Healing Hearts, a Regency romance from Carina Press, and Sleepy Hollow Dreams, an erotic paranormal romance from The Wild Rose Press. Check out the fun videos for Thunder and Lightning, if you get a chance.

Veronica is a sexy witch who married a much older man. When he died, she inherited his money and a mansion that requires lots of repairs and renovation. Sean is the contractor who is making the repairs. After months of watching and secretly wanting one another, Veronica and Sean are miraculously paired together by Madam Eve for a 1Night Stand. 

In a short story it is hard to connect on a deep level with characters. Like with most short stories, we have such a limited amount of time to get to know them, to find out answers to some of the questions brought up. Even so, this is a fast, but hot and sexy read!  I think I could find some repairs that need to be done around the house if Sean wants to stop by!  

I am looking forward to reading more of the 1Night Stand Series. 

Monday, January 28, 2013

FMB Presents: Velvet

Title: Velvet

Author: Xavier Axelson

Genre: Erotica, Historical, Gay Romance

Publisher: Seventh Window Publications

Ebook Words: 50,471 
The first novel from Xavier Axelson is set against a backdrop of decadence, privilege and intrigue. Virago, the royal tailor, makes a discovery that will test the bonds of brotherhood, unravel the forbidden secrets of his heart and threaten the very fabric of his existence.

In a land where cruelty is disguised as allegiance, loyalty is masked by obligation and the laws of sumptuary govern the people, nothing is more dangerous than Velvet.

Xavier Axelson is a writer and columnist living in Los Angeles.

I’d been staring at the vast body of water surrounding the ship when I was startled to find a woman, heavy with child standing by my side. She wore a red gown that gathered beneath her ample breasts. The gown fell freely, billowing against her in the brisk sea air. Her red hair hung in two braids threaded with crimson leather. Upon turning her head, small red jewels, woven throughout her hair, caught the light.
“The sea is dark as the grave, and as good at keeping secrets.”
“Who are you?” I asked. Since I’d boarded the ship the day before, I’d conversed only with Seton and my brother, Sylvain. I’d yet to earn my sea legs and everything seemed strange.
“I am Adis, wife of Doremme, the man whose ship you stand upon.” She came closer. “Secrets are only as powerful as those who carry them and the sea is a perfect place to bury what haunts you.”
“You talk as though you know me, and as I am a stranger on this ship, I know this cannot be.” I was about to bow and take my leave when she laughed.
“Fear is not your way, tailor. You were the royal tailor of the king whose land we left, were you not?”
Were the royal tailor… Her words struck at my heart. I felt this truth so keenly that I gripped the ship railings to steady myself.
“I fear only those who know more of me than I wish, and while I am indebted to your husband for granting us passage, I am in no mood for games.”
Though her laughter died, a smile lingered on her lips. “I mean you no harm, but you seem to have caught the interest of my child.”
I looked at her swollen belly. “Your child?”
“This is my third and final.” Her hands caressed her stomach. “She will be a visionary, and in her birth, I will know death. Not unlike your mother. She bore your brother, who I am told is also a visionary. And blind. How fortunate. Those who are physically afflicted see further than those who aren’t. Nature seldom curses without blessing at the same time.”
This time I laughed. “Perhaps you should ask my brother if he thinks himself fortunate. Or better, summon my father from the grave. Ask if he wished his wife lived and his son had sight!”
After this outburst, we grew silent, but the woman did not leave my side.
I closed my eyes and swallowing hard, felt the pull of the stiff fabric scrap tied around my throat. The raucous shrieks of hungry gulls overhead made me look up into the sky. I watched as the birds swooped and mercilessly chased each other. I envied their flight, but cringed beneath their cries. Behind my eyes, I saw white peacocks, heard their shrieks, and felt the crawl of disease. I shuddered, shook my head of further memory, and let my eyes fall upon the distant horizon. Would I never know peace? Or would memories chase me like the gulls chase one another, endlessly hungry and insistent?
When Adis eventually spoke, these questions and memories faded away.
“True, your father suffered, but his gifts as a tailor delivered him from the grief of losing his wife and gave him the strength to care for a blind son.”
The truth in her words, stirred long buried pain. While Sylvain’s blind, tumultuous, and bloody welcoming into the world killed our mother, it also strengthened my father’s resolve to care for us at any cost.
I know not what would have become of us without King Killian’s demand for my meager abilities as a tailor. We would have been lost, we owe our king a great debt and service.
My father told this to me one day when I found him bleary eyed and exhausted at his work. I could remember the way his hands trembled, the nerves in his fingers twitching involuntarily as he struggled with buttonholes on a vest meant for Killian’s nephew.
When his voice vanished, a bitter sadness rose in me as the sea’s waves crashed against the ship.
“Say no more to me. If you were not mistress of this vessel I would think unkindly of you!”
Before she could reply, music, soft and familiar reached us. I knew the player of the tune, knew it because my heart leapt at its playing as it did the first time I’d heard it.
“Someone has leant Seton a lyre. How beautifully he plays, and how lucky his hands are healing. He is a man of passion and strength. It is no wonder you found love with him, as he with you.” Adis placed a hand on my wrist. “I am no witch or visionary. My daughter beckons from my womb. I am but a vessel as is this ship. She is my most precious cargo, and anxious to know life. You must forgive me if I have angered you. Her voice comes from my lips, so I am often unaware of what I say.”
The music rose, fell away only to start again, and as it did, I examined the woman, and seeing her kind face, put a tired hand over hers. “There is nothing to forgive. I am the one speaking from another place.”
“Your voice comes from the shores we have left behind. It would be wise to find a new sound to carry with you.”
Beyond her I saw my brother sitting cross-legged, his fox playing in his lap. He seemed peaceful. “I keep staring into the sea hoping it will take the past from me, but it seems I may never know peace.”
“In time, you shall. Nothing is forever, except the sea.” Adis cast her eyes from my face to the expanse of water surrounding us. “She is our eternal mother and will listen to you forever.”
Behind Adis’s rather mystical analogy, I had a sobering thought. “There is so much uncertainty in the world. I wonder if I have done right. Perhaps I could have done better.”
“You left a land soon to be riddled with illness. This alone made it the wisest decision for you all.”
Her knowing so much of my life discomforted me. “Must everything be told in portents and omens? What of reality? What of truth?”
“Ahh truth. It is a funny thing and varied as the sunlight on the waves. I am a merchant’s wife and have seen much in this world. Men who love men, women who love women, even a man who loved a woman he believed to have been transformed into a goat by the tree witches in the north! The world is wide and there are many lands with many kinds of people. You will see soon enough.”
“I have not heard talk of the tree witches since I played at my mother’s feet. Surely they no longer exist!” I replied, incredulously.
“I cannot say. Who can say if they exist or ever really did?” Adis said.
I sighed resignedly. “I have lived a small life in the court of a small king, and I carry the wounds of that life as sure as I carry the clothes on my back.”
“It is not for me to say what you carry with you, but I can give you a piece of advice not from my daughter, but from my own lips: Stop trying to escape what haunts you, instead think long and hard about it. Every detail, every nightmare, dream and transgression. Leave nothing out. Do this until you have expelled the poison, and when there is no more, you will find yourself exactly where you are supposed to be.”
With these words, Adis left me. I stood alone, listening to the sea, the sound of Seton’s music, the distant cries of the squabbling gulls, and my eyes focused on the unknown horizon.
What led me to find myself on the water, destination unknown? The life I knew was gone, broken, and mercurial as the swirling foam frothing in the ships crushing wake.
I would tell myself the story, if only to steal a glimpse at the unknown ending.
How would my tale end? Beginnings are for children; fairy stories begin with “Once upon a time.”
Once upon a time there was a tailor. He knew string, scissor, and pin. He did not know his heart.
My breath caught.
Oh, my heart. Once upon a time, there was a heart and it was not free…
I was a tailor.
No, it cannot begin this way.
My heart knew dangerous things, but now it was free and in it’s new freedom I allowed it to teach me the way my story should begin and knew by wild instinct, if I followed it, I would know the ending, a true, and dare I hope, happy ending.
With no one to listen but the dark sea and the wheeling, crying gulls, I closed my eyes and let my thoughts move with the undulating water, its gentle rocking seeming to urge the release of my torment.
The castle, dark and glorious, loomed up in my memory… 

When I agreed to do the blog tour for Velvet I realized it was a male/male romance. I can honestly say this is the first time I have read anything like this and was pleasantly surprised. I kept finding myself taking a break from reading, but picking it back up as soon as I could to continue reading to find out what was going to happen.  

The love story between the two characters was interesting, if not a bit sudden. I would like to have seen Virago and Seton get to know each other a little better. The building of sexual tension between the two of them just didn't seem to be there, it was an automatic attraction that I know happens. Seton is from a country that does not frown upon same sex interactions, yet he knows the dangers of his relationship with Virago if they were to be discovered. There seems to be little caution on both their parts in light of the threat of being sent to the dungeon or possibly killed for their indiscretions. 

The author did a good job at building the characters and I would love to know more about Silvain, Virago's blind brother. I think his abilities to "see" and know things would make a great story on its own. 

As far as my thoughts on reading my first male/male, I thought the sex scenes were tastefully done. Without giving spoilers, I will say in the scene where Cale acts callously towards Virago, this was very light compared to what I would have thought would have happened in the time frame I picture this story taking place. The way the author details the scenes was very good. The only suggestion I would make is to use another word besides cock, it becomes very redundant and I can think of several words that would work very well in these scenes. 

Overall, I give this story 3.5 out of 5.

Thursday, January 24, 2013

New Release - In The Dark

Title: In The Dark
Authors: Katie Salidas and Willsin Rowe
Release Date: January 25, 2013
Pages: 47

With finals completed Cory, Hana and Maddy plan to hit the clubs. But when a blackout kicks Cory’s achluophobia into overdrive, the girls decide to ease his any way they can.

Cory Matthews is a handsome undergrad...with an embarrassing phobia. One that gets his heart pounding every single night. Achluophobia. Fear of the dark.

With finals all done and dusted, Cory swings by to pick up his girlfriend Hana, and her sexy roommate Maddy, for a big night of hitting the clubs and blowing off steam.

But before their night of fun can get started a summer monsoon knocks out the power for a whole city block, plunging Hana’s house into pitch blackness...kicking Cory’s fear into overdrive.

Though Hana sometimes teases Cory about his phobia, she knows it’s no laughing matter. And she’ll use whatever comes to hand – including Maddy – to take his mind off his troubles.

Together, these temptresses will show him that sometimes darkness can be far more revealing than light.

This title contains graphic language, sexual situations, multi-racial nookie, girl-on-girl lovin’ and frankly unsupportable fear treatment methods.

Working only by feel, she had my rigid cock out in seconds, leaving it sitting there in the cool night air. She bit my bottom lip, something she’d never done before, and then disappeared. Her hand throttled my cock, every rough tug seeming to pull another deep breath into my lungs. A moment later, the air turned warm, and I felt her tongue curling up along the underside until she reached the fat tip of it.

“Dayum, girl.” If the power came back on now, Maddy would get a full view of us. And that turned me on like nothing ever had. The threat of being caught fucking. Especially after all that teasing, from both ladies.

Hana slipped her hot mouth down over me, pulling up my shirt and scratching my belly with her nails, adding some sharp spice to the amazing pleasure. Another little twist she’d never done before. I slipped my fingers into her hair again, brushing it back from her ear as she licked and sucked on me.
The rain sounded like it was easing up a little. It was still loud, but now at least it didn’t sound like someone was driving a steam train on the roof.
A moan escaped my throat as Hana cupped my heavy balls. I hadn’t meant to make any noise, especially now there was more chance of Maddy hearing us. But what my girl was doing just felt so damn good. I pulled lightly on her hair and traced her cute little ear with my fingers. Her heavy pendant earring brushed against my wrist and I jumped.
’Cause I suddenly had a thought.
What if this wasn’t Hana? What if it was Maddy?


Katie Salidas is a Super Woman! Endowed with special powers and abilities, beyond those of mortal women, She can get the munchkins off to gymnastics, cheerleading, Girl Scouts, and swim lessons.  She can put hot food on the table for dinner while assisting with homework, baths, and bedtime… And, She still finds the time to keep the hubby happy (nudge nudge wink wink). She can do all of this and still have time to write. 
And if you can believe all of those lies, there is some beautiful swamp land in Florida for sale…
Katie Salidas resides in Las Vegas, Nevada. Mother, wife, and author, she does try to do it all, often causing sleep deprivation and many nights passed out at the computer. Writing books is her passion, and she hopes that her passion will bring you hours of entertainment. 


Willsin Rowe falls in love with a scent, a playful expression or an act of casual intimacy more easily than with physical beauty. When confronted by any combination of those elements he is a lost cause. He has done many things over and over, done even more things only once, and half-done more things than he cares to admit. He loves to sing and doesn’t let his voice get in the way. He is intelligent but not sensible. He is passionate but fearful. He is not scruffy enough or stylish enough to be cool.

The Plan is for Cory and Hana to go clubbing. When Cory stops to pick her up, he has to wait for her to get dressed becasue her friend has spilled a drink on her dress. With a major storm moving in, the three decide to let the weather pass before heading out and starts the party early. Which is okay with Cory because he is secretly afraid of the dark.  Well, Hana has some secrets of her own she is about to share...

This is one hot read! I cannot wait to read more short erotica's from these two keep em cummin'!!!

Monday, January 21, 2013

FMB Presents: The Nymph's Labyrinth

Title: The Nymph's Labyrinth

Series: The Nymph Series #1
Author: Danica Winters
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Crimson Romance
Format: Ebook
Pages: 300

A world shrouded in mystery and intrigue, the Sisterhood of Epione must not be exposed. 

A Shape-shifting nymph, Ariadne, is tasked with keeping the truth of her group’s existence and their ancient mysteries far out of reach of an American archeologist and his troublemaking son.  When forgotten and forbidden passions are awakened, Ariadne is forced to make a choice—fall in line and continue to be overrun and pushed down by the sisterhood, or follow her heart and put everyone’s lives in danger.

Can Ariadne have the man she loves or will the pressure and secrets of the past keep her from her heart’s desire?

Danica Winters is an Amazon best-selling romance author based in Montana. She is known for writing award-winning books that grip readers with their ability to drive emotion through suspense and often a touch of magic. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Montana Romance Writers, and Greater Seattle Romance Writers. She is a contributor to magazines, websites, and news organizations. She enjoys spending time with friends and family, the outdoors, and the bliss brought by the printed word.

Archeologist, Beau Morris struggles to keep funding for the dig that will lead him to the Nymph's Labyinth. When everything keeps falling apart he doesn't know what to do when his son falls deathly ill. With funding cut, the dig closed down by the police Beau doesn't think things can get any worst until he finds out he is betrayed. 

For centuries Ariadne Papadakis has allowed the curse of being a Nymph who can never fall in love to control her life. But things have to change. Ariadne must find her voice and stand up for what she knows is right when Kaden, an innocent teenage boy, is struck with a serious possibly fatal illness. The reason, because he dared to fall in love with Trina, a nymph who defies her sisterhoods warnings and falls in love with him.

Ariadne can either stand by and be controlled by the curse and the sisterhood, remain a low ranking nymph or she can learn to fight for the man she cares for and figure out a way to save Kaden from certain death.  

This paranormal romance is a fast and easy read that I really enjoyed digging into the history of the nymphs. In the beginning there were a few times in the story where I did not quite like Ariadne's character, but the author did a good job of endearing me to her plight as she developed the story. I liked how she showed the softer side of Beau when dealing with his son, yet he had a strong protective side when he needed it. Without giving anything away in the story, the ending was perfect and the "bad guys" deserved everything they got and then some. 

I'm looking forward to more stories from this author!