Storm Mistress by Brandy L Rivers

 

BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Storm Mistress SERIES – Others of Seattle: Book 2 (stands alone) AUTHOR – Brandy L Rivers GENRE – Adult Paranormal Romance PUBLICATION DATE – 9-15-2015 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 108k PUBLISHER – Brandy L Rivers COVER ARTIST – Brandy L Rivers

   

BOOK SYNOPSIS

Nothing is as it seems…

Everything Isadora Starling wants is right there in front of her, but Toryn is off limits. He’s her best friend. She’s been denying her heart all these years, afraid to lose him.

Toryn Flame has a long past full of secrets. None of which he can share with Isadora, the only person who truly matters to him. She’s the one woman who has never shown a hint of lust toward him, but even if she did, pursuing her is forbidden.

That all changes when the family Isa doesn’t know decides it’s time to reveal who and what she is. After Isa’s recent attack, their motives are unclear.

His only goal is protecting Isa. Toryn will do everything in his power to keep her safe, including going against orders from his king.

Toryn’s only fear is losing Isa’s trust. Once the truth is revealed, can she forgive him for years of misdirection and omissions? Can she come to terms with a world she doesn’t want or know?

 

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EXCERPT

Pounding music flowed over Isadora Starling as she walked into her bar, Shenanigans. Only one thing was on her mind, finding someone who would take her home and rock her world. She was smoking hot and she knew it. Taking note of every man whose head turned in her direction, she emphasized the already-seductive sway of her hips as she sashayed to the bar with purpose. As usual, her eyes kept drifting back to the only man in the place who made her mouth water. Unfortunately, her best friend was not on the menu. She slid into a booth and turned toward her business partner, Lana, one of the few women she truly trusted. Lana’s molten silver eyes landed on her. A smirk twisted her lips. “Back so soon?” Isa lifted a shoulder in a shrug before stating, “I’m on a mission.” Perusing the sultry make-up and her come-ravish-me outfit, Lana snorted. “I can see that. What are you drinking?” “Double Grey Goose, straight up.” “One of those nights?” There was a grimace on her face. Isa responded with a one fingered salute before turning back to the crowd with the intention of finding a man. Lana cut in with, “I still think you should drag him home and get each other out of your systems.” By him, she meant Isa’s best friend, Toryn Flame. More than gorgeous, he was fucking beautiful, masculine perfection. His dazzling blue topaz eyes were lined in guyliner, not that his eyes needed any help attracting attention with his ten-mile long lashes. Silky black hair was teased up in a sexy tousle calling to her fingers. The man was a sex god, in snug leather pants and half-buttoned black silk shirt open far enough to display his sculpted chest and the beginning of washboard abs. Forbidden, though she had a never-ending supply of fantasies starring Toryn. The current was her craving to lick every ridge of muscle on her way down to the golden zipper straining over an impressive bulge she wished she could ignore. They were firmly stuck in the friend zone. He didn’t see her that way, and despite the fact he was sensuality walking, she wasn’t supposed to want him. Frustrated, she turned back to Lana with a cold stare. “Have you forgotten he prefers men? Last time I checked,” she looked down and shook her tits for emphasis, “I have all the wrong parts. Besides, he’s my friend, my best friend and he,” she glanced back to watch Toryn tongue-fuck his boytoy, “is all over his man, Leon.” One scarlet brow rose in challenge. “Bullshit, I’ve seen him take women home.” “Please, when was the last time? Tiffany? And that rare occurrence was over a year ago.” Lana’s mouth dropped open, “Oh my god, you are fucking blind, Isadora. He’s only with Leon to distract himself from you.” With a glare, Lana slid the vodka to her. Isa would give anything for that to be the truth. Forcing the desperate sentiment from her mind, she took the shot in a single gulp, causing Lana to grimace. Driving her point home, Isa nodded back to the two hottest men in the place. “Toryn is with Leon. Has been for nearly two months, which is some kind of record for him.” Actually, they had been dating exactly seven weeks, which was damn near a miracle. Aside from Leon, he hadn’t been with a single person more than twice since she’d met him nearly ten years ago. Somehow his lack of commitment made her want him all the more. She always loved a challenge, and secretly wished she could be the one to snare him permanently. Of course, if she told Lana she was counting the days Toryn stayed with Leon, it would prove her point. A point Isa was going to deny until her desire finally died. With a devilish smirk, Lana shrugged. “He’d dump him for you in a heartbeat.” A glance back at Toryn easily reminded her how wrong Lana was. Toryn was grinding his hips into Leon who was hungrily kissing down Toryn’s throat. They were too hot and heavy for their public display of sexual chemistry to merely be a distraction. “Then why is he taking Leon home tonight? And don’t tell me he’s not. Do you see them?” Isadora pointed back at them with a wicked grin. It was a gorgeous sight. Licking her lips and watching like every other woman, and most of the men, in the nearly anything goes bar, she nodded. “Oh, I do, but you don’t see the way he looks at you. Like he’s making love to you with his eyes. When you aren’t watching Toryn, he always stares at you.” Lana filled the shot glass. In all the years they’d been friends, Toryn had never made a move, so Lana was wrong, very depressingly wrong. Isa slammed back the second dose and glared back at Lana. “You’re full of shit. Pour me another.” “I’m not. I still say you’re fucking blind,” Lana taunted as she refilled the glass. “If he wasn’t so hung up on you, I would make a move on him.” That hurt. Wait… what? Hung up on me? Yeah, might need to have her committed. Isa took another glance at Toryn and Leon, then grinned at Lana. “If you can pry him from Leon, he’s all yours.” Thankfully, Lana changed the subject. “Where’s Mike?” Well-intentioned, maybe, but her new topic wasn’t much better. Isa downed the third shot before answering, “Don’t know. Don’t care. Of course it would be a hell of a lot easier to get laid if he were around.” He was her favorite fallback romp in the sack. “You torture that poor man. If you’d let him, he’d fall in love with you.” Which was exactly the reason she hadn’t called and was attempting to avoid him… though in desperate times... Mentally shaking herself, she quipped, “We don’t work as a couple. Sure, explosive in bed, awesome on the dance floor, but that is where our good chemistry ends. We would drive each other batshit crazy—and I’m not talking about the scorch the sheets way—in a matter of days. Not to mention the fact Roxy hates my fucking guts.” “Only because you’re stringing her brother along. Plus, she has a valid point. I’m still convinced you fell for Toryn years ago. Like two seconds after you met him.” She was right, but Isa wasn’t going there. “Go to hell.” “Only when you join me.” Isa slid the empty glass at Lana and batted her lashes. “Anyone I should consider?” With an accusatory glare, she answered, “Plenty of them. Except, don’t take the hot blond home.” She glanced down at the end of the bar for about the hundredth time since Isa sat down. All Isa saw was the healthy fall of shiny blond hair, way too long and perfect to be on any man’s head. “I don’t go for blonds.” Isa smirked before turning toward the crowd. Of its own accord, her gaze landed on Toryn, who winked at her. Lana pulled her back to reality with bite in her tone. “Knowing you, you’ll take him home to spite me.” Isa spun back around, her hands landing on the counter as her eyes narrowed. “I would not. When was the last time?” Her eyes narrowed to slits. “Last week, when you took Reese home.” “Oh,” she shrugged sheepishly, “that hardly counts. You didn’t warn me beforehand. If you had simply told me, I would have found someone else.” It was the truth, Isa never meant to hurt anyone, and especially not her friends. There had been plenty of other options. She honestly hadn’t realized Lana was interested. “Why don’t I believe you?” she muttered. The question stung. Of course, her payback sucked. Lana turned around and hired the guy the very next day, even after Isa begged her not to. “I’m not selfish, Lana. I wouldn’t do that to you,” she whined. “Hmph,” Lana didn’t look convinced, but a smirk formed as she looked over Isa’s shoulder. Isa fought back a smile as she felt Toryn’s approach. He had a presence she could feel and as much as she hated her weakness, it felt good to have him close. Toryn leaned his long hard body against hers. Lana grinned as if her point was made. One corner of Isa’s mouth lifted. “I would be more worried about Toryn taking Blondy home.” “Bitch,” she gasped. “Grey Goose?” Toryn licked his full lips as his brow cocked. “One of those nights, Isa?” Her eyes nearly rolled out of her head, “Okay, everyone stop! I had a long day, and I’m horny as hell. It’s not like I’m driving home. No more judging. Just let me find a man for the night.” The guy sitting next to her turned with a smile that chilled her blood. His deep blue eyes seemed wrong, his skin too pale, almost blue. She’d seen him before, but couldn’t place where. Isa glared back. “Not you.” Amusement danced through his eyes as they dropped to his drink with a chuckle. Toryn grinned at Lana. “Two Loves and one is for my sweet Isadora.” His eyes held a mischievous sparkle. Isa snorted. “Is that so?” “Don’t argue,” he purred in a way that made her want to scratch her nails down his back while riding him into the night. With a groan, she smiled back at Lana and tossed down enough cash to cover her vodka and the Loves, plus a generous tip. “Where’s Leon?” Avoiding answering, Toryn quickly finished the drink and placed his empty glass with a purposeful thunk on the counter. “Let’s dance.” She let the question slide and followed his lead after finishing her cocktail. Maybe she had a bit too much, too fast, because the world tilted. Still, she managed to walk straight. “Leon won’t be jealous?” “Nope, he plans to join us soon.” She could feel his eyes caress down her body and back up. “He told me to tell you that you’re on fire tonight.” “He always says that.” He pulled her close and his lips grazed over her ear. “Only because it’s true.” The warmth of his breath and rumble of his voice only heightened the ache between her legs. Such a damned tease. And if he didn’t do it with everyone, she might think he really felt something for her.

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AUTHOR BIO

Brandy L Rivers is the author of the Others of Edenton Series. There are more Others of Edenton in the works. She is also working on the Others of Seattle series.

As an avid reader, Brandy has always loved writing. She became serious about it as a stay-at-home-mother. She has a file full of manuscripts she plans to edit and put out there eventually.

She lives in Western Washington with her husband and three kids, where she is already working on future stories in the series.

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Sexy As Hell – Sarah Conor

Secrets - OneRepublic

Too Close – Alex Clare

Untouched – The Veronicas

Time After Time – Quiet Drive

Just For – Nickelback

Kiss Me – Ed Sheeran

Beneath Your Beautiful – Labrinth, Emil Sande

Come Undone – My Darkest Days

Give Me Love – Ed Sheeran

Possession – Sarah McLachlan

Wherever You Will Go – Charlene Soraia

Please tells us a little bit about the main characters of your book:

Isadora Starling  

Dark hair, green eyes, beautiful. 

Orphan 

Owns the bar Shenanigans with her business partner Lana Solei 

Sassy, full of fire, and loves life. 

She’s madly in love with her best friend but denies it profusely. 

Has an open relationship with Michael Nights. 

Toryn Flame 

Runs a security firm with friends Lonny and Scotty. 

Black hair, blue topaz colored eyes. 

Fiercely loyal, protective, but loves to have fun. 

Lead singer of local band Revolt. 

In love with Isadora, but can’t tell her for a list of reasons a hundred miles long. 

Close friends with Leon. 

Remus Arc 

Works for Toryn’s security firm. 

Drummer for Revolt 

Can’t be trusted. 

Leon 

Old friend of Toryn’s. 

Runs a gym in San Francisco, but opening one in Seattle. 

Lana Solei 

Red hair, gray eyes, has an attitude. 

Isadora’s business partner 

Morrigan 

The oldest Storm Mistress and will teach Isadora what she knows. 

Alenathos  

Water dragon with his own goals.

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Craving Desire Sneak Peek

Craving Desire will be released on Sep 2nd and you can read the Prologue below. It's book 3.5 in the Jessica Dawn series and tells Maria's story.

I didn’t think things would end like this. For years I thought my friends would find my dead body in an alley after my heart gave out to the overdose of emotion I craved. Never in a million years did I think I would be falling to my death. It’s true what they say about your life flashing before your eyes moments before you die and mine wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted a normal life with a family and a beautiful house surrounded by a white picket fence. I could have had it, I did have it but true to my nature I wrecked it all. My life was one big screw up after another and I was constantly trying to make amends. My sins weighed heavy on my soul and I knew as soon as my body hit the ground I would be going straight to hell. I’ve tried, really tried but I suppose things were never meant to be. I didn’t deserve love or the friendship others easily offered.

I should have died years ago when I was being turned into an Ethos Vampire but Brigate just had to save me. He had no right! I knew what I was doing and hoped the fucker would finally stop toying with me and kill me. Instead I was thrown deeper into the craving. Brigate had always told me it was a long road to recovery but once an addict always an addict. I convinced myself I could still love and have had that thrown back in my face too. I suppose I’m grateful in these last few seconds that I was finally alone. There was no emotion other than my own. I regretted so much and the memory of the family I’d lost came flooding back. Only Brigate knew what I had given up to the craving.

The craving, it was more than that. It had clawed itself into my very soul with the strength of the Ethos curse. I thought the love I felt for Kroll and what he felt in return was enough to hold it back but his betrayal had cut through all my restraints. Even now as the wind whipped at my face the craving was trying to spread out and find something, anything to latch onto. It knew I was about to die and was trying to save itself. The Ethos curse had twisted it into something symbiotic. Until now I had refused to see it as something living inside me. I saw it for what it was now; evil. I had managed to lock it away with the help of Brigate and Jess but the walls they had built to protect me were crumbling. It was the heartache. The heartache of losing Kroll had brought all the memories back, memories I had tried to forget but they remained. I remembered everything in these last moments and I decided death was the best thing for me.

I closed my eyes; there was no way out of the inevitable as the craving started to manifest from my body. I felt the craving start to leave my body, its final attempt to survive. The darkness began to pour from my eyes and mouth. A thick sludge was escaping to attach to another and I couldn’t let it. I held onto it for dear life as I finally hit and my body broke. I was finally at peace.

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Doesn't Play Well With Others by Casey Harvell Release Day

Doesn't Play Well With Others

By Casey Harvell

Disclaimer: This book is going to be for mature audiences (18+) ONLY due to seriously excessive foul language and minor sex and violence.
Selene Warren has it rough. After her mom passes when she's little, she gets stuck with her aunt (a crack-whore.) Life with Selene’s aunt lacks any type of love or support. Selene constantly struggles and when she turns fifteen her aunt is diagnosed with H.I.V. It soon becomes apparent that her aunt expects her to take over the family business and Selene runs for dear life.
She manages pretty well for a couple years. One day she saves a scruffy looking kid from a window. Before she knows it she adopts a stray of her own. Life seems a bit better until Selene gets stabbed trying to protect the kid.
Selene makes it, but discovers the kid is no normal runaway--he's the only son of a VERY rich and prominent family. A new friend comes forward to clear Selene of possible kidnapping charges, but for the life of her Selene can't figure out why the hell a rich kid would rather live on the streets than on a ritzy estate.
Alex wants to break down the walls around Selene so badly. Selene’s life leaves her with no room to trust anyone. For as long as she can remember she’s had to rely on herself. Will Selene be able to escape her degenerate world? Because she doesn't play well with others.

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Selene’s Best Quotes: (Mature-Strong Language)
“Well, color me the picture of fucking responsibility.”
“Listen kid if we’re going to stick together you have to get one thing straight. I don’t like people.”
“I know that I’m screwed and I still can’t help the word vomit that spews from my mouth.”
“I won’t take dirty money and if you think it’s anything but that then you’re a fucking moron.”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“Whatever the fuck is wrong with me right now denies me the opportunity to lie like I should.”
“What the fucks a Thor?”

About the Author
Amazon Bestselling and USA Today Recommended Author Casey Harvell resides in the great Hudson River Valley of NY with her husband and their two sons. Casey is slightly zombie obsessed. She uses the word ‘boom’ and attaches the ‘pants’ on the end of words frequently. You can find all of Casey’s books on

her website http://caseyharvell.com
Find Casey on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Casey-Harvell/238364846204319
Find Casey on Twitter: http://www.Twitter.com/CaseyAHarvell
Find Casey on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4996856.Casey_Harvell

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Other Books by Casey Harvell:

The Decisions Series:
Righteous Decisions (Decisions Series Book One) eBook always free!
Harsh Decisions (Decisions Series Book Two)

The Electric Series—USA Today Must-Read Romance Series!
Charged ~Reboot~ (Electric Series Book One) eBook always free!
Shocked (Electric Series Book Two)

Stand Alone:
Lingering…
Aliens, Death & Zombies: A Compilation of Short Stories

Coming Soon (2014-2015):
Soul Decisions (Decisions Series Book Three) *Final Series Book
Wired (Electric Series Book Three) *Final Series Book
Eclipsed Agony
Don’t You Cry
Proceed With Caution

Doesn't Play Well With Others by Casey Harvell Cover Reveal

Doesn't Play Well With Others

By Casey Harvell

Disclaimer: This book is going to be for mature audiences (18+) ONLY due to seriously excessive foul language and minor sex and violence.
Selene Warren has it rough. After her mom passes when she's little, she gets stuck with her aunt (a crack-whore.) Life with Selene’s aunt lacks any type of love or support. Selene constantly struggles and when she turns fifteen her aunt is diagnosed with H.I.V. It soon becomes apparent that her aunt expects her to take over the family business and Selene runs for dear life.
She manages pretty well for a couple years. One day she saves a scruffy looking kid from a window. Before she knows it she adopts a stray of her own. Life seems a bit better until Selene gets stabbed trying to protect the kid.
Selene makes it, but discovers the kid is no normal runaway--he's the only son of a VERY rich and prominent family. A new friend comes forward to clear Selene of possible kidnapping charges, but for the life of her Selene can't figure out why the hell a rich kid would rather live on the streets than on a ritzy estate.
Alex wants to break down the walls around Selene so badly. Selene’s life leaves her with no room to trust anyone. For as long as she can remember she’s had to rely on herself. Will Selene be able to escape her degenerate world? Because she doesn't play well with others.

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Also available for pre-order (release 8/26/14) on B&N and iTunes. Will be available for purchase on Amazon 8/26/14

I’ve included book quotes in both original and censored form for your choice. Please choose one:
MATURE:
Selene’s Best Quotes: (Mature-Strong Language)
“Well, color me the picture of fucking responsibility.”
“Listen kid if we’re going to stick together you have to get one thing straight. I don’t like people.”
“I know that I’m screwed and I still can’t help the word vomit that spews from my mouth.”
“I won’t take dirty money and if you think it’s anything but that then you’re a fucking moron.”
“Abso-fucking-lutely.”
“Whatever the fuck is wrong with me right now denies me the opportunity to lie like I should.”
“What the fucks a Thor?”

About the Author
Amazon Bestselling and USA Today Recommended Author Casey Harvell resides in the great Hudson River Valley of NY with her husband and their two sons. Casey is slightly zombie obsessed. She uses the word ‘boom’ and attaches the ‘pants’ on the end of words frequently. You can find all of Casey’s books on

her website http://caseyharvell.com
Find Casey on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Casey-Harvell/238364846204319
Find Casey on Twitter: http://www.Twitter.com/CaseyAHarvell
Find Casey on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4996856.Casey_Harvell

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Other Books by Casey Harvell:

The Decisions Series:
Righteous Decisions (Decisions Series Book One) eBook always free!
Harsh Decisions (Decisions Series Book Two)

The Electric Series—USA Today Must-Read Romance Series!
Charged ~Reboot~ (Electric Series Book One) eBook always free!
Shocked (Electric Series Book Two)

Stand Alone:
Lingering…
Aliens, Death & Zombies: A Compilation of Short Stories

Coming Soon (2014-2015):
Soul Decisions (Decisions Series Book Three) *Final Series Book
Wired (Electric Series Book Three) *Final Series Book
Eclipsed Agony
Don’t You Cry
Proceed With Caution

Aeonian Kiss Release Day

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Revenants in Purgatory Book 2

What happens to the dead when they die? Do they go to Heaven? To Hell? On a luxury cruise?

It wasn’t a question Olivia Brennan ever thought to ask. After all, once you've been to Hell and back, how much worse can things get? Her harrowing descent has already cost her everything - her home, her career, the man she loves. But when an enemy resurfaces looking to settle a score, she learns there’s more to lose than she ever imagined.

Purgatory harbors more secrets than the depths of Hell, and Olivia has landed smack dab in the middle of their tangled web. Faced with an impossible choice, she must reach into the darkest parts of her soul for the strength she needs to save everyone she loves. But even if she succeeds, will she ever be the same again?

Maybe some questions are better left unanswered. If there’s one thing experience has taught her, it’s that the universe loves to kick her ass.

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Teaser #1 

Zane hit the floor hard, landing on his shoulder, and that's about the time I freaked out. I dropped to my knees next to him. I shook him, patted his cheeks, and screamed his name, but received no response. I didn't know anything about his "gift," as he called it. Had he just overloaded? Had I put him in some sort of weird, undead coma? Had he simply fallen asleep because the "show" bored him?

I grabbed a glass of water from my nightstand and splashed it in his face, but still got nothing. Tossing the glass aside, I looked around the room for other options, but saw none. Deciding to go get help, I jumped to my feet. Devon was right next door, after all.

I stopped halfway down the stairs, realizing if I woke Devon then I'd have to tell him what had happened. What Zane had seen. Nope, that wasn't an option. I juked back and forth on the step, having trouble deciding if I should run back up or down. I finally decided on down. My phone was downstairs. I could call someone. I ran into the kitchen and swiped it off the counter where I'd left it when I'd come in to make tea.

I tore back through the house and ran back upstairs. Who could I call? Portia and Tore were out of the question for the same reasons as Devon. Not to mention they weren't in the know about Zane's gift. My heart pounded harder as it dawned on me. There was one other option, but the question was, should I call him?

I made it back into my room to find Zane still heaped on the floor. The situation constituted an emergency. Drake would know what to do. They had been friends long enough that he'd have to know how to fix this. Even if he didn't want to speak to me, surely he'd want to help Zane. At the very least he'd probably want to know that I'd "broken" his best friend.

Teaser #2

As we lay together listening to the clock tick and the deliverymen going in and out of my new place, something inside me started to hurt, too. I tried to wipe away an unexpected tear as it danced down my cheek. I'd always known I needed Devon, but until that very moment, I'd never fully understood how much he needed me in return. My heart ached thinking about the pain he must have suffered in my absence. Just imagining losing him made me want to hold on and never let go again.

Even though I was still very much in love with Drake, as I lay there with Devon, I realized there would always be a part of my heart that was his and his alone. No man would ever be able to touch it or steal it away. That part of my heart wished we were more than friends. The little part knew we were perfect for each other and hated any woman he was with because she wasn't me. That part of me knew — with one hundred percent certainty — that in another life, there would be more to us than just a platonic love. 

I believe sometimes it's possible to have a relationship with someone that transcends being friends or lovers. It's something more tangible, and only the two people in that relationship understand it, yet neither could ever explain it to an outsider. It's the very definition of beauty and peace.

 
It was him.
It was me.
It was us.
He was my Devon and I was his Olivia. He was my butt munch. I was his dork face. He was the love of my other life, and I, the love of his.

Teaser #3

With Mourning Inamorata in my hands, I sat on the edge of my bed. My fingers traced over the bumpy, raised surface of the paint. I imagined Drake in his studio working on it and his hand resting where mine was. Another piece of my heart broke. It was the closest contact I'd probably ever have with him again, and we were separated by unmerciful time. Drake longing in the past, me longing in the present. The connection felt just as strong and somehow just as distant as it always had.

I wiped away my tears and set the painting down on the bed. I'd only had a couple hours of shuteye, but I couldn't go back to sleep now. Everything was too painful. I didn't need a reminder that all I had left of Drake was a painting and a haunting version of what once had been.

Teaser #4

A pale moon hung in the crimson-stained sky, surrounded by ominous storm clouds. I stood on a cliff overlooking the ocean. Below me was nothing but slate and darkness. A fierce, warm wind blew, yet the black water barely rippled. A gust blew the skirt of my long black gown. The material blew in waves behind me. The long bell-sleeves caught in the breeze as I raised my hand. The air felt thick, like wet sand slipping through my fingers. I closed my eyes to allow the wind invitation to my touch, but something about it felt wrong… very wrong.

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Revenants in Purgatory Book 2

What happens to the dead when they die? Do they go to Heaven? To Hell? On a luxury cruise?

It wasn’t a question Olivia Brennan ever thought to ask. After all, once you've been to Hell and back, how much worse can things get? Her harrowing descent has already cost her everything - her home, her career, the man she loves. But when an enemy resurfaces looking to settle a score, she learns there’s more to lose than she ever imagined.

Purgatory harbors more secrets than the depths of Hell, and Olivia has landed smack dab in the middle of their tangled web. Faced with an impossible choice, she must reach into the darkest parts of her soul for the strength she needs to save everyone she loves. But even if she succeeds, will she ever be the same again?

Maybe some questions are better left unanswered. If there’s one thing experience has taught her, it’s that the universe loves to kick her ass.

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Righteous Decisions by Casey Harvell Cover Reveal Re-Release

Righteous Decisions Cover Reveal and Re-Release

Discover Righteous Decisions by Casey Harvell 7/5/14

When Lettie (a misfit photographer) realizes her nightmares have become reality she’s more than a little freaked out, but as her world gets turned upside down and at the top of a paranormal hit list, she discovers more about herself than she ever thought possible.

Lettie’s always felt like she doesn’t quite fit in. She suffers from a nightmare disorder and has a constant thought at the back of her mind that something’s just not quite right with her. She manages to maintain her blissful ignorance for quite some time, but eventually she must face her fate—particularly when circumstances throw it in her face and make it impossible to ignore. Lettie comes to the realization that she has to make some decisions. These choices have an unimaginable domino effect—not just for her—but for humanity. Thrust into having a new outlook on an imperfect world, Lettie discovers a strength inside of her unlike anything else. Her path of self-discovery’s also the path to her salvation. With the help of a few friends, Lettie discovers herself and what she’s capable of if her decisions are truly righteous.

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About the Author

Casey Harvell lives in upstate New York with her husband and their two children. She is slightly zombie obsessed and frequently known to use the word “boom.” You can find more information on Casey’s website http://CaseyHarvell.com along with her links to all social networks.

Other Books by Casey Harvell:

Harsh Decisions (Decisions Series Book Two)

Charged (Electric Series Book One)

Shocked (Electric Series Book Two)

Lingering…

Aliens, Death & Zombies- A Compilation of Short Stories

Coming 2014:

Soul Decisions (Decisions Series Book Three)

Wired (Electric Series Book Three)

Doesn’t Play Well With Others

Eclipsed Agony

High Heels and Naked Lies

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Ila Rose

Kay Barrett is a thirty something mom to two beautiful girls who possess more money than God and everything materialistic most could hope for. She’s beautiful, generous, kind and absolutely hates her life. She’s tired of the constant pressure in maintaining the illusion of the perfect society wife while slowly dying inside from her turbulent past and tumultuous marriage to a man that has made it his mission to make her life hell. She’s given up on happiness and love, bending to her husband’s whims in every way; permanently at his beck and call to serve as his arm candy at a moment’s notice. On one such occasion she’s to join him for a business dinner to meet the new client her husband is so eager to impress.

Ryder Sinclair is mysterious, secretive and the air surrounding him shimmers with danger, testosterone and panty dropping sexuality. Tall, dark and handsome; his blue eyes pierce Kay clear to her soul. She finds herself curiously drawn to him in ways she’s never dreamed. Kay begins to change her outlook on life and questions the lifestyle that has caused her so much grief over the years, terrified her children will become unhappy clones of their troubled mother; living a life of ill hidden lies and lacking love that Kay has never experienced.

She decides to restructure her reality, beginning by changing herself. She decides to live her life; seeking out friendships with women she would never had thought to turn to, finding strength in their kindness and courage to face the challenges in the paradox that is her existence. She longs to live a life filled with love and strives for the courage to overcome her past; and she wants Ryder by her side as she does. However, it all becomes too much. Between the deception by her husband, the lies of her father and a mother she thought dead resurfacing Kay flounders. The lies mount, the stress bends her will and she starts to feel as if she’s fighting a losing battle against the constant emotional and physical attacks. All she ever wanted was to love and be loved yet the constant pursuit of her happily ever after continues to evade her desperate grasp.

Giving up would be so easy and the fight for the life and love she desires is grueling and unforgiving. Returning to the complacent and obedient wife she was before the discovering friendship, kindness and the true meaning of love would be so much easier. Battle worn and weary, will Kay turn her back on all she’s learned in such a short time? Will she be able to dig deep; standing up for what she deserves out of life and doing so with all the grace and dignity her upbringing has ingrained into her?

“Kay, please meet Ryder Sinclaire, Mr. Sinclaire, my wife Kay.” She studied what had to be the sexiest man she had possibly ever seen. He exuded sexuality and could easily grace the cover of a magazine and just as easily appear in women’s fantasies. His cocky smirk promised an unforgettable night of hot monkey sex, multiple orgasms and serious muscle tenderness the morning after. His black hair added to the bad boy image and Kay’s fingers tingled with the desire to run through it. His ice blue eyes threatened to happily drown you within their glacial flow. A dimple winked through the absolute perfect amount of five O’clock shadow. His black Armani suit, sensuality, confidence and charm was a statement to women that he’d promise them an amazing fuck and to all men that he’s not to be fucked with.

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A male voice close to her ear scared the crap out of her and caused her to jump; which lead to her spilling her coffee all over her favorite cashmere sweater and her brand new Uggs. She gasped, she knew that laugh. Dear God in Heaven and sweet baby Jesus, please no, she prayed. Please not Mr. Hot and Sexy himself, anyone but Mr. Hot and sexy! Shit! No makeup, no hair products, no exterior armor and wearing my damned coffee and I run into the only man that’s turned me on since Magic God-damned Mike and now I look practically fucking homeless! So she did what any other normal sophisticated mother would do. She sat on her ass in the middle of the parking lot and cried like an infant in front of God and everybody.

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“Love hurts. Men leave, Linda. And if you love them and they leave, it breaks you. I’m already broken; I couldn’t handle any more pain or dysfunction.” Linda wanted to weep for this poor young woman, for the life she’s had and the experiences she’s had to deal with. She had a feeling she knew what caused Kay’s fear of men and love. She also had the sudden urge to hurt the man that caused her friend so much hardship.

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He traced the lines of her face, sliding it down her neck and gently pulled her closer. “Tell me no Kay, tell me to stop.” He breathed as his lips hovered over hers. Kay was lost, caught in his spell and couldn’t deny her body one second longer. “I can’t.” She whispered. Slowly and oh so gently he slid his mouth over hers. She had never experienced such gentleness, such care from a man. I don’t know how to go back to ten minutes ago and not know this feeling existed. Her lips were so soft and so ready for him that he was dying to taste the rest of her. He wrapped an arm around her small waist as he used his tongue to trace her lips lightly and as he finally got to taste her he knew he was done.

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Ila Rose is wife to one very lucky man, mother to four of the most amazing humans, and crazy to one and all. Ila has a large and boisterous family that shares in her insanity even as they add to it with inappropriate laughter, tasteless jokes and dance parties to old and forgotten one hit bands. She continues to defy aging although she has been known to take a sharpie to her grayish roots in moments of desperation. Ila lives in central Indiana and continues to insist that there really, truly isn’t a whole lot more than corn in Indiana. When she’s not busy alienating family while living like a hermit attached to the keyboard, she’s reading, watching Grey’s anatomy and Glee marathons and being silly with her kids. She loves to laugh often and usually at her own expense, music of almost any type and adores all things sarcastic or witty. Her debut contemporary romance novel, High Heels and Naked Lies is the first of the High Society Wives series and is probably going to be a New York Times best seller within a year. You should buy it before then. I hear it’s pretty good.

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5.0 out of 5 stars WOW!!! A Must Read 

This book grabs a hold of you in the very first chapter and keeps a tight reign on you... Wow.. The main character right off the bat is put through a very life shattering event that most young adults are not able to come back out of. Her struggles, self worth, triumphs will have you crying at one moment and laughing the next. You will be suprised at where her journey takes you all the way to the last page.. I would highly highly recomment this book to all my friends. Hoping there will be more to come from this Author as she does an awesome job helping paint a picture in your mind of everthing that is going on from one chapter to the next.

5.0 out of 5 stars Inspirational ~ EndlessReading 

Congratulations, this story is griping, amazing, inspirational on ALL levels for women/children and those in these types of situations.
Its a sore subject to write a book about, rape and abuse, but the way you tell the story it was inspirational.
You have developed the characters tremendously, Kay is such a beautiful, strong, independent woman on the outside who unfortunately like some people in the world are struggling with demons from their past, therefore tainting their future.
I loved the idea of Seventh Haven, fricking fantastic :) a rehabilitation facility to help those in need, I'll say this again inspirational.
This story will touch all hearts, towards the end I was balling my eyes out.
Ryder.... where do I start with him. He is such an amazing father figure in this book, not only for his little girl Rowan, but for Kay's x2 kids Makinin and Sophia also.

1) Where can I get my Ryder
2) How cute is he...... I mean yes.....totally F***ABLE!

Glad they finally managed to expose her sack of shit EX husband too. The lying, cheating, wife beating scumbag...Urghhhhh
I am sooo glad it all came to a head and Kay, Makinin, Sopia, Ryde & Rowan got their HEA, this family deserved this, and don't forget she's a " sexy ass mum to six " and I quote :D

Ambrosia by Sarah Daltry Release Day

Ambrosia by Sarah Daltry

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Four years. One night that was supposed to be an escape turned into four years. And now, four years is about to turn into forever.

Lily was never anything special. A perfect girl from a perfect world living an empty life. She was lost, thinking she knew who she was and what she wanted. She thought she knew love, but then there was a boy.

Jack has been through Hell. Watching his mother die - at his father’s hands - will never leave him. He had given up on living a life, figuring he would drink himself to death, if he didn’t give in to all the voices telling him to kill himself first. And then there was a girl who smelled like strawberries.

Two years have passed since Orange Blossom. Jack and Lily are only months away from their wedding and their journey is about to come to an end. Join them in the final title in the Flowering series, a story of growing up, of finding yourself, and of “blooming.”

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Other titles in the Series (in recommended reading order, except Blue Rose can fit anywhere):

Forget Me Not (Lily’s Story)

Lily of the Valley (Jack’s Story)

Star of Bethlehem (Holiday Novella)

Orange Blossom

Blue Rose (Alana’s Story)

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"Her Brother's Best Friend" (short erotic story that goes before Forget Me Not)

Volume 1 Box Set (includes "Her Brother's Best Friend, Forget Me Not, Lily of the Valley, and Star of Bethlehem)

The "Cleaner" Version (includes Forget Me Not, Lily of the Valley, Blue Rose, and Star of Bethlehem with less sex)

 

About Sarah Daltry

Sarah Daltry is a girl who writes books. The books are in all genres, because Sarah’s not so great at committing to things. She’s happily married and she and her husband live with their cats in New England. Sarah is painfully shy and, if you are able to find her, she is probably in a corner, hiding. She has also written the urban fantasy romance, Bitter Fruits; the YA gamer geek comedy, Backward Compatible; the literary reimagining, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock; historical erotica, The Quiver of a Kiss; and a variety of erotica and short stories.

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