Monday, December 30, 2013

Breakneck Series Highlight with Author Crystal Spears

Teaser from Shadowing Me (Unedited)
A look into Chapter One

Subject to change as rewrites may happen.

Chapter One

I slam harder into this nameless face's mouth, willing and begging her to gag on my cock. I need to inflict some pain. It’s true I’m a sadist. Not a sick ass sadist. I just need to cause a little pain in order to cum. I don’t have a fucked up tragic past that makes me the way I am. I just need it to release. Regular fucking doesn’t do it for me. I found that out when I was fifteen and I wrapped my arm around my girlfriend’s neck, choking her as we both came. She was shocked, yet she didn’t run away. She simply got dressed, hopped on over to her piece of shit computer, and waited for the slowass internet to dial up. She then Googled my need to choke her to cum. We researched for hours upon hours until we figured it out. I was indeed a motherfucking sadist. She was my best friend and gently let me down, telling me she could no longer see me. That shit broke my heart. We had been fucking one another since the age of thirteen, and when I choked her, I knew it scared the living shit outta her. Who could blame her? I sure the fuck couldn’t. Once I figured out that was exactly what I needed to get off, I started seeking out older women. Women that knew what I needed. I’ve fucked and hurt countless women, and they enjoyed that shit. See, this bitch that has my cock in her mouth right now just isn’t doing it for me. I shove away from her and start cursing at her for being in a club she doesn’t understand. Everyone knows what I need here. 


She cries that she doesn’t understand, and I zip my pants, pat her gently on the shoulder, and tell her to do some research. I’m clearly not in the mood to try again with another nameless cunt so I say my goodbyes to my best friend. He happens to own this club, and my President and his wife are about to take it out and he has no fuckin’ clue. As I walk out and the fresh air hits my face, I breathe it in deep, welcoming the feeling into my lungs. I felt like I was suffocating in there. There isn’t anything worse than being tortured by your own fuckin’ downfall. I straddle my bike, start her up, and head to the clubhouse, praying I don’t run into Tatiana. I want that girl bad, so fucking bad, but not even she can get my dick hard unless I think about tying her up and putting some welts to her. I just know she’s waiting for me. Something in my bones can feel it when I pull into the clubhouse parking lot. I light up a joint and make my way to the building. As soon as I open the door, walk through the hall, and start taking the steps up to my new room… I get the scent of sex. I fling open my door and the doobie falls outta my mouth, hitting my new carpet. I can’t even think about Winter kicking my ass for burning a hole in my new carpet because the beautiful, sexy, young Tatiana is naked on my bed. I kick the door shut and stomp on my joint as I watch the show she’s putting on for me. Her small delicate fingers work her clit around and around as her eyes stare directly into mine. Her breathing is heavy and by her smell, I know she’s about to cum. She’s about to cum so hard, but what throws me off is my dick starts twitching in my jeans and that snaps me outta my Tatiana induced coma.

“T… whatcha doing’ here darlin?” I laugh, barely making it seem as if she’s affected me.

She grins at me. Her eyes twinkle with mischief and I know she’s up to no good. I know Tatiana so well; I just know my bitch is trying to make a point.

“Oh, Shadow baby, I’m about to cum so hard. That’s what I’m doing’ here.” She answers, her breath ragged, full of sex.

I watch. Fuck do I watch. I’ve wanted this girl since I watched her plop down on the couch in the old clubhouse and eye fuck me like no one’s business.

“Say… T… darlin’,” she begs.

I grin and push my shades up to the top of my head and cross my arms. She wants to play games. I’ll play.

“T… darlin’,” I breathe out huskily. 

And that’s when it happens. That’s when my devilish, curious girl let’s go, cumming all over my bed. Her chest heaves up and down for a few moments before she stands, snatches up her dress and throws it on. I’m still fuckin’ dazed as to why she just did this.

“Why?” I smirk.

She gracefully walks over to me, placing her hand on my half-hard cock and murmurs into my ear. “Because now when you lie down in your bed every night… You’re gonna think about laying with my cum. You’re gonna think about me touching myself, and how badly you wanted to be the one to do it.”

Fuck Me.

Stay tuned for more info on Shadowing Me, releasing after Resenting Me.


Midway through Chapter 31 and Chapter 32 in Withstanding Me.  Be advised 18 and older.

“I’m here,” I croak, my voice hoarse. He enters the doorway and drops down in front of me. I’m gasping for air, and he surveys the room. “Oh shit baby. You fought; you fucking fought back.”
I nod my head yes, as I rub my throat. “Tatiana.” I gasp and take off on my hands and knees until I can get upright.
“MACE,” I scream out hoarsely.
Oh god, oh god.
“We’re back here,” Mace yells back.
When I stumble through the door of the room, I stop, and Mason slams into my back.
“It’s not our blood.” Mace answers quickly and points to the right. “It’s that motherfucker’s.”
Berry, Rap, and Winter. I take off, bounding down the steps, one floor after another. When I hit the landing, my ankle almost gives out as I run and bang on the bathroom door. Rap calls back that everything is okay and I fly towards the utility closet.
“ANGEL,” Braxxon roars.
“She’s in here,” I call back as I work to remove all the shit I threw on top of the crawl space door.
Both Mason and Braxxon run up to the door. “Where the fuck is she?” Braxxon curses at me.
“I locked her in the damn crawl space. She was trying to play fucking Rambo.”
Braxxon pushes me outta the way, and when Mason picks me up by my arms, I give way and start bawling. Fuck, what a nightmare.
“It’s okay.” Mason croons.
“No it’s not. I couldn’t figure out the safety on Sniper’s gun,” I gasp through my tears. “I almost died. That’s not okay.”
Mason stiffens beneath me.
“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?” Winter yells as Braxxon helps her outta the crawlspace. “GOING AROUND SAVING EVERYONE BUT YOUR OWN FUCKING SELF.”
He stiffens more beneath me.
“I… I promised Mason that I wouldn’t let anything happen to them.”
Rap and Berry come out of the bathroom. “Storm threw us into the tub, and took off after Tatiana, Mace, and Winter.”
Mason pulls away and stares at me.
“She tried strangling the Russian that was trying to rape me too,” says Tatiana while coming down the other side of the hall.”
“I FUCKING PROMISED,” I scream, jerking away from Mason and walking towards the downstairs couch.
“Storm,” Mason growls low as he sits beside me. “What are they talking about?”
“Don’t ask me to make promises, and then not expect me not to fulfill them, Mason,” I say while rubbing at my neck. I lift my fingers and see blood.
Hearing the sirens, I cringe. Fuck, all this, and now the cops?
“What did I fuckin’ tell you about your life meaning just as much as theirs?”
I look into his brown eyes and say. “They’re important to you, so they’re important to me.”
He flinches. “You’re important to me too Storm, not just them.”
I say nothing. I just blink and lay my head back. I’m too emotional to be sharing feelings right now.
“Wait. Where’s Piper?” I fling myself up.
Mason puts his hand on my chest. “She’s fine. Sniper found her hiding in one of the cars.”
I let out a breath before realizing two other people are missing. “Bom-Bom? Creamy?”
Shadow snorts. “Those bitches took off.”
Good for them.
“I’m so fuckin’ pissed at you,” Winter hisses behind me.
“Get over it. Your ass is pregnant.”
I’m tired of this shit.
And I walk my pissed off ass up the stairs to my room.

 Chapter 32
The following afternoon…

I’ve left Storm alone. She needs time. I think. But I gave her last night after the cops and coroner left; I also gave her this morning. If she wasn’t hurting and pissed off at everyone, we’d be celebrating the fact we had no casualties for the first time. This woman put her life on the line for my entire family. Not once thinking about herself. That is straight up fucking love. I knock on her door, and push it open when I hear her sniffling.
“I’m not mad at you ZZ; you can go away now.” She mumbles from the bed, and the breath rushes from my lungs. I feel my heart pound fast when she calls me ZZ.
This isn’t happening. She’s not fucking pushing my ass away now. I kick off my boots and crawl into the bed beside her. I wrap my arms and legs around her and nuzzle my chin into the crook of her neck. “It guts me when you call me that.”
She sniffles some more. “I don’t know what you want from me. You ask me to protect them, and I did. Then you get mad at me.”
Jesus Christ she’s killin me. I loosen my hold, and rolling her onto her back, I lay on top of her. I run my fingers through her bangs and then look down into her eyes. I try to keep my focus off of her neck. It’ll just piss me off. “I didn’t think you would take it that far Storm. No matter what, I always want you to take care of yourself too. Always.” Her blue eyes blink at me.
“The Russians you went after?”
Of course, she tries changing the subject. I don’t know what this shit is where she’s not wanting to share her feelings now, but it’s pissing me off.
“The rest left; they’re not coming back. Stop changin the fuckin’ subject.”
She shrugs underneath me and I slump, placing my chin in between her tits. I’ve really got to fix this.
“I love you.”
She gasps and then starts pushing me away.
What the fuck?
“You don’t fucking love me,” she screams jumping up from her bed. “You don’t say shit like that.”
Jesus what did I do?
She throws a glass of pop at me, drenching me from head to toe. What the hell?
“Storm, stop,” I say calmly as I shrug outta my cut and fling the damn pop off.
Oh, for fucks sake.
“Not happening darlin. I love you, plain and simple. Deal with it.”
A candle flies at my head, and I duck. Shit, she’s on fire.
“TAKE. IT. BACK.” She seethes.
What is this shit? I withstand her; she withstands me? I’m sick of it.
“You only think you love me because I keep saving our fuckin’ family.”
I start moving for her, and she starts back away.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
I shake my head with a laugh. “That right there is one of the reasons I love you.”
She stops moving. “What reason?”
“Because you just called my family yours babe. That’s one of my reasons.”
She gasps and starts backing away again. What the fuck is this going to take?
“I love you.” I say again.
Oh, fuck it.
I advance on her. If I have to use force, I will. I slam her back against the wall and cover her mouth with my hand as I lock her between the wall and me. Her blues eyes widen with shock. “I fuckin’ love you, Storm. I fuckin’ love you hard, baby. Deal with it. I love every single thing about you. Your tiny little figure, your black and blonde hair, that cute little nose stud, those pouty little lips, those big blue eyes, the way you love me, the way you love our family. You’re not giving up. I won’t let you. You once told me that’d I fall in love, and it would be with you. You remember that?” She nods under my hand. “You took me, a man that didn’t do love, and you owned me Storm. You fuckin’ own me.” I remove my hand and her body flings into mine, her hands moving quickly tugging off my shirt. “I love you.” I need to hear her fucking say it.
“I love you, too,” she cries, unbuckling my jeans. Thank fuck.
Our clothes fly everywhere and we collide, gasping and pulling at one another, bare skin to bare skin. My heart’s pounding a hundred miles an hour as I toss her onto her dresser. I smack her thighs and dig my fingers into her skin as I drag her to the edge and ram into her.
Her head leans against the wall behind her, her tits bouncing as I thrust in and out of her. She looks so fucking gorgeous with my cock buried deep. “Tell me you love me,” she moans.
I groan as her walls suffocate my cock. “I love you.”
Her ankles dig into my ass, pulling me in deeper. I look in between us and watch as her pussy sucks my cock in and out. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. My cock covered in her juices. I pull out and drop to my knees.
“What are you—?”
Her voice muffles out as my tongue thrusts into her pussy. She tastes so fucking good. “Ride my face, baby,” I groan biting her clit.
“Oh god, don’t fucking stop. Don’t fucking stop.”
Her hips start moving in a wave as I work her with my tongue. I bring two fingers up to my mouth and suck on them. I return my mouth to her aching pussy and round her puckering lips with my fingers, shoving them in.
I don’t stop; I know she likes ass play. I continue to pump my fingers in and out of her as she rides my face. She starts shaking beneath me. She’s about to come and I want to be inside her when she does. I back up, stand, and replace my mouth with my cock, continuing to fuck her ass with my fingers as her cunt sucks at my dick. I lean in and take her mouth with mine. She licks and sucks her juices off my face, and her pussy grabs ahold of me so fucking tight I can’t hold it in any longer.
“COME,” I groan into her mouth, and she does, fuck does she. I bite her lower lip as I shoot inside of her. I remove my fingers and drop my head to her neck, kissing it softly as we both try to catch our breath.
After a few minutes of silence, she finally whispers, “You really love me?”
I lean up and look at her as I ram my limp dick inside of her playfully. “Yeah.” I say, and for the first time today, she smiles. 

 Crystal Spears has always had a passion for literature. She fell in love with reading at an early age. After spending a decade in business management, she began blogging and book reviewing, only to find that that didn't satisfy her craving. So, she began to write. Like any Indie out there, she had goals and dreams. She wrote Talania - a trip down memory lane, a beautiful, contemporary romance novel. It almost made it to the top, just almost. Someone told Crystal to write what she knew. She gave serious thought to that advice. For many years, her father had been CEO of a well-known gun and surplus store in Texas. He then bought a tattoo shop where Crystal found herself surrounded by bikers. Hardcore bikers. The Bestselling Breakneck Series was born when Crystal decided to write what she knows. Don't get the wrong idea. Her Breakneck series is completely fictional, but based on things seen and heard, she now had a place to start writing from that knowledge. Seize Me was hardcore, and Crystal became the writer known as the chick with no boundaries. She took the critics the wrong way and made her next bestseller Withstanding Me a little tamer. Readers were quick to point out that they did not like that and demanded that Crystal return to gritty writing. When asked if she would write gritty from now on, her only answer was… “I'll write what my readers want me to write, and I'll also write what I feel.” Crystal resides in Indiana with her soon-to-be husband and their two children. They have a pit named Dozer, two fish, and one fancy rat. They enjoy the outdoors, and camp, fish, and go boating as much as possible. But, while the soon-to-be husband is out hunting this winter, Crystal will be writing three novels and planning her wedding. Crystal is a perfect example of never giving up on a dream or a goal. Her goal was to publish a book; her dream was to become a bestseller. She did both of these, and now, she feels that she’ll never regret leaving business management to become a writer. She stays humble, loves meeting new people, and is extremely excited to be a part of so many signings in 2014 with some top notch Authors.

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The Forgotten Ones Book Highlight with Promo and Giveaway

Title: The Forgotten Ones
Author: Laura Howard
Genre: New Adult Fantasy
Series: The Danaan Trilogy #1
Published: April 28, 2013

Synopsis ~ Allison O'Malley's plan is to go to grad school so she can get a good job and take care of her schizophrenic mother. She has carefully closed herself off from everything else, including a relationship with Ethan, who she's been in love with for as long as she can remember.

What is definitely not part of the plan is the return of her long-lost father, who claims he can bring Allison's mother back from the dark place her mind has gone. Allison doesn't trust her father, so why would she believe his stories about a long forgotten Irish people, the Tuatha de Danaan? But truths have a way of revealing themselves. Secrets will eventually surface. And Allison must learn to set aside her plan and work with her father if there is even a small chance it could restore her mother's sanity.

Laura Howard lives in New Hampshire with her husband and four children. Her obsession with books began at the age of 6 when she got her first library card. Nancy Drew, Sweet Valley High and other girly novels were routinely devoured in single sittings. Books took a backseat to diapers when she had her first child. It wasn’t until the release of a little novel called Twilight, 8 years later, that she rediscovered her love of fiction. Soon after, her own characters began to make themselves known. The Forgotten Ones is her first published novel.

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Saturday, December 28, 2013

USED Cover Reveal with Excerpt and Giveaway

Title: Used (Unlovable, #1)
Author: Lynetta Halat
Release date: January 26. 2014
Genre: New Adult / Contemporary Romance
Series: Book 1 of 3 (No cliffhanger, but their story does continue.)
Cover Designer: Sommer Stein at Perfect Pear Creative Design
Photographer: Toski Covey Photography
I am a slut. No worries. I've come to terms with it, and you will too. I’m not one of those girls who thinks she’s too plain, too fat, too skinny, too shy … no, I don’t have that kind of luck. I’m the girl who knows she’s just right for everyone. — Denver

A reputation as a manwhore–with–a–heart–of–gold tends to precede me. But, I don’t do girls with issues, that is until this girl. It's this girl I want to fix. This girl I want to protect. And maybe … more. — Ransom

Being in love with the same girl your entire life isn't all it's cracked up to be. She uses me in every way imaginable. How does she see me? I am her perpetual one-night stand. No strings, no attachments. Just mind-numbing sex ... for her anyway. — Greer

Feeling like the life is being choked out of her in the small town of Anaconda, Montana, Denver Dempsey craves the escape that college offers …even if that means leaving her “best friend with benefits” and looking for a new way to forget. Thinking she's found the perfect hookup in Ransom, Denver's outlook on college is bright. That is, until Greer shows up looking for a second chance, and Ransom's interest turns to hatred.

Love. Hate. Triangle. 

Who's using who?

Excerpt #1--USED 
Meet Denver
“She’s, at best, a fuck buddy. However, I prefer the term ‘whore.’ Fuck buddy is far too nice a term for her,” a catty voice cracks from behind me.
I take a deep breath and look up at the ceiling, saying a little prayer that maybe the venomous voice isn’t referring to me. I thought I’d left all that behind in Anaconda. We’d been here for all of three days, so it’s highly probable they’re not talking about me, right?  Looking back down, I continue pouring Jack in my Solo cup, surpassing the line that is recommended for liquor.
“Yeah, so apparently, she’s got some serious issues and doesn’t ‘do’ relationships. So, she puts out for her guy friends whose girls are too good to give it up. That’s her idea of a relationship.”
“Really? That’s kinda gross,” I hear the other girl mutter.
Sonofabitch! I groan. Yep, they’re talking about me. I splash a little Coke in my cup and stick my finger in it to stir it around a little. I feel tears spring to my eyes and berate myself for still having feelings and giving a shit what people think about me. Years of dealing with this crap should have made me immune, but I’d really hoped college would be different. And how the hell do they even know about that shit? Strengthening my spine, I turn and give them a beguiling smile, which causes them both to blanch. Yeah, bitches, you’ve no idea who you’re dealing with.
“Ladies,” I say with a quirked eyebrow. Removing my finger from the drink, I place it in my mouth and suck off the excess. With a pop, I release it. “I see my reputation precedes me. Well, let me just reassure you that I’m very good at what I do. When you won’t give it up for your guy, he’ll be looking me up, and I’ll be more than happy to take care of him. No questions. No strings. Just lots of meaningless … hot … sex.” I peer around them with a searching look. “Are they here? Your boyfriends?” I look back at them innocently. I almost snort at their mutual expressions of surprise and disdain. “Or,” I continue, “are the sticks up your asses enough so that you don’t need a man?” Both of their mouths drop on that line. Yep, gets ‘em every time. “Oh, no judgment here,” I vow. “I totally get not wanting to be tied down to any one Dick … or Tom … or Harry.”

All rights reserved. Copyright Lynetta Halat 2013.

Since the dawn of time, Lynetta Halat has lived to read and has written innumerable stories and plays. A lover of good books, bad boys, and kickass tunes, she'd always dreamt of penning books that people could connect with and remember. She also has a secret penchant for wringing the emotions out of unsuspecting readers, and she collects reader's tears in much the same way that wine connoisseurs collect their favorite vintage.
Her first novel, Every Rose, was the perfect catalyst to launch her into the world of publishing, effectively burrowing her way into the hearts and minds of readers throughout the world. Everything I've Never Had was her follow-up adult romance novel. Now, she has penned Used, a New Adult Romance that she hopes sinks its teeth into you and doesn't let go.
Her love of the English language prompted her to pursue a Master's degree in English from Old Dominion University in Virginia, where she also minored in snark and interpretive dance. She lives somewhere along the Mississippi Gulf Coast with her adorable husband, two amazing sons, and two loveable dogs. When she's not writing riveting stories, she likes to focus on her macramé art and her scouring of eBay, where she buys locks of hair from her favorite rock stars, most especially Bret Michaels and Dave Grohl.

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Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Quintessentially Q Blog Tour with Review, Promo and Giveaway

Title: Quintessentially Q

Series: Monsters in the Dark, Book #2
Author: Pepper Winters
Genre: Erotic/Dark Contemporary Romance
Release Date:  December 15, 2013
Tour Organized by: As the Pages Turn

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“All my life, I battled with the knowledge I was twisted… fucked up to want something so deliciously dark—wrong on so many levels. But then slave fifty-eight entered my world. Hissing, fighting, with a core of iron, she showed me an existence where two wrongs make a right."
Tess is Q’s completely. Q is Tess’s irrevocably. But now, they must learn the boundaries of their unconventional relationship, while Tess seeks vengeance on the men who sold her. Q made a blood-oath to deliver their corpses at Tess’s feet, and that’s just what he’ll do.
He may be a monster, but he’s Tess’s monster.

My Review 
December 23
4.5 Stars  
ARC provided by Author for Honest Review

If Tears of Tess screwed with your mind then be prepared once again for an even bigger and better Mind*uck. Q is back and this time he’s out to prove his devotion and obsession to Tess. But as we all know sometimes the easiest plans are the hardest especially when you live in the dark.

So I found the beginning a bit awkward, in a way only because you can feel the residual tension in both Q and Tess that is controlling them both since Tess’s return. Tess is ready to make Q believe she’s there for the long haul. But dirty minded Q can’t stop believing that he’s too much for Tess. And boy oh boy Q is a lot too handle I admit. Some of his kinky fuc*ery scares me but not Tess and that’s what she wants him to understand.

Q has his romantic side too. The possessive side that makes Tess his and heaven forbid someone should so much as touch Tess. Well unfortunately for these two Q has enemies. Fairly early on Q do everything in his power to reclaim Tess all the while she’s being tortured. And trust me when I say it’s in a way that would make any sane person go off the deep end.

Tess is strong, but is there love strong enough? I honestly love the connection between Tess and Q. If there was truly anyone meant for him it is most definitely Tess. And this book brings about quite a few changes in the characters. They are tested and even their relationship is hanging by a thread. But Q has some hidden sides to his personality that slowly begin to grow in this book and boy what a transformation that was.

I still think it’s impressive how much we feel for Q. Sure he went through a horrific childhood and his dad was by far the worst role model ever. But somehow given his need to save slaves/girls and dark tendencies in the bedroom you still can’t help but get shivers from him. Sure he scares the shit out of you but there’s something twisted inside of him that calls out to your own hidden dark fantasies. (Maybe minus the blood. That is one thing I still can’t get on board with lol.)

We have dual POV’s in this book so it’s easy to stay enveloped in both Q and Tess’s minds. I loved the dynamic and the unfailing determination of Q that easily resonates from Pepper’s writing. You’ll be sucked in and spit out at the end. But once again there is no life ending cliff-hanger so awaiting the next book should not be too hard. Hands up to Pepper Winters though, once again I was shocked, scared and involved from start to finish. This writer has one insane mind and no matter how sick and twisted things get you just can’t stop. I found this book even darker than Tears of Tess so take a deep breath before starting. Somehow this series just keeps getting better and better and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for Q and Tess. One thing for sure, life for these two is never what you expect and I’m certainly looking forward to Twisted Together set for a early 2014 release.  


Pepper Winters wears many roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the hero the better and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her characters. Oh, and sex… her books have sex.

She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby (who speaks French—hot!) who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends. She loves to hear from her readers so hit her up at


More info on the Series

Title: Tears of Tess
Series: Monsters in the Dark, Book #1
Author: Pepper Winters
Genre: Erotic/Dark Contemporary Romance
Release Date: November 18, 2013


A New Adult Dark Contemporary Romance, not suitable for people sensitive to grief, slavery, and nonconsensual sex. A story about finding love in the strangest of places, a will of iron that grows from necessity, and forgiveness that may not be enough.

“My life was complete. Happy, content, everything neat and perfect.
Then it all changed.
I was sold.”

Tess Snow has everything she ever wanted: one more semester before a career in property development, a loving boyfriend, and a future dazzling bright with possibility. 

For their two year anniversary, Brax surprises Tess with a romantic trip to Mexico. Sandy beaches, delicious cocktails, and soul-connecting sex set the mood for a wonderful holiday. With a full heart, and looking forward to a passion filled week, Tess is on top of the world.

But lusty paradise is shattered.

Kidnapped. Drugged. Stolen. Tess is forced into a world full of darkness and terror. 

Captive and alone with no savior, no lover, no faith, no future, Tess evolves from terrified girl to fierce fighter. But no matter her strength, it can’t save her from the horror of being sold.

Can Brax find Tess before she’s broken and ruined, or will Tess’s new owner change her life forever?

Title: Twisted Together
Series: Monsters in the Dark, Book #3
Author: Pepper Winters
Genre: Erotic/Dark Contemporary Romance
Release Date: Early 2014

Twisted Together Synopsis:

“After battling through hell, I brought my esclave back from the brink of ruin. I sacrificed everything—my heart, my mind, my very desires to bring her back to life. And for a while, I thought it broke me, that I’d never be the same. But slowly the beast is growing bolder, and it’s finally time to show Tess how beautiful the dark can be.”

Q gave everything to bring Tess back. In return, he expects nothing less. Tess may have leashed and tamed him, but he’s still a monster inside.


Thursday, December 19, 2013

Until You Tour with Promo, Review and Giveaway

 Title: Until You
Series: A Fall Away Novel, Book #1.5
Author: Penelope Douglas
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date:  December 5, 2013
Tour Organized by: As the Pages Turn

***This novel contains graphic sexual content and harsh language. It is only appropriate for adult readers age 18+. 

Have you ever been so angry that hitting things felt good? Or so numb that you actually felt high? The past few years have been like that for me. Traveling between fury and indifference with no stops in between.

Some people hate me for it, while others are scared of me. But none of them can hurt me, because I don't care about anything or anyone.

Except Tatum.

I love her so much that I hate her. We used to be friends, but I found out that I couldn't trust her or anyone else.

So I hurt her. I pushed her away.

But I still need her. The sight of her centers me, and I can pool all of my anger into her. Engaging her, challenging her, bullying her...they are my food, my air, and the last part of me that feels anything human.

But she left. She went to France for a year, and came back a different girl.

Now, when I push, she pushes back.

Purchase Links
iTunes: Coming Soon
My Review 
December 6. 2013
4 Stars     
ARC provided by Author for Honest Review
Sooo I guess I should start off by saying this was a great book but it didn’t live up to Bully. Mostly due to the already knowing what was going to happen and having such a kinship with Tate. I guess my main problem is still not thinking Jared was justified in being as cruel as he was. However, even given all that, Jared is one hot man. A hot man who once he puts the moves on, it’s easy to see how panties fly when he’s around.
Sure there are a lot of similarities to Bully. Until You is still a separate entity all its own. Penelope Douglas did an excellent job of creating a new story, with new secrets all by being told from Jared’s POV. And I can’t lie, there were many things I did not like in Bully, questions I had that went unanswered. But Until You opens all these old wounds and these begin to flow from Jared’s eyes
Jared loves Tate. There is no question about it. The tension and denial between these two is probably the most hardcore considering there circumstances. I enjoyed the brief times where we got to see Tate and Jared interacting as children and how close their relationship was. It was heartbreaking and I felt like I myself lost someone when life and an unfortunate circumstance separates these two until Tate’s tormenting year from home that tests Jared like nothing before. It’s one thing to have her close and be a pawn to his practical jokes and cruelty, but when she’s not there a part of him is literally lost.
Maddox. Oh I can’t wait for his story. In reality so much of Tate and Jared is up to him and I can’t wait for his story. He’s outrageous and still bold even after receiving kicks and punches that would leave most men holding a grudge.

Everything I loved about Bully was present here but told in a new way so the experience was once again fresh. Even having memories of scenes in Bully did nothing to make this book easy to put down. The angst and tension is constantly high. Jared has a high boiling point and each time Tate steps in his path, you can feel the emotions hit you square in the chest. Prepare to waste hours reading Until You. If I was you I’d call out sick and take a day because this book needs to be read. (Reading Bully is not necessary but I highly recommend it since some scenes which are rushed over in Until You are more detailed and involved coming from Tate. And plus then everyone gets a double dose of Jared.)


Penelope Douglas is a writer and teacher in Las Vegas. Born in Dubuque, Iowa, she is the oldest of five children. Penelope attended the University of Northern Iowa, earning a Bachelor's degree in Public Administration, because her father told her to "just get the degree!" She then earned a Masters of Science in Education at Loyola University in New Orleans, because she hated Public Administration. One night, she got tipsy and told the bouncer at the bar where she worked that his son was hot, and three years later they were married. To the son, not the bouncer. They have spawn, but just one. A daughter named Aydan. Penelope loves sweets, the show Sons of Anarchy, and she shops at Target almost daily.

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Title: Bully
Series: A Fall Away Novel, Book #1
Author: Penelope Douglas
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 17, 2013
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My name is Tate. He doesn't call me that, though. He would never refer to me so informally, if he referred to me at all. No, he'll barely even speak to me.

But he still won't leave me alone.

We were best friends once. Then he turned on me and made it his mission to ruin my life. I've been humiliated, shut out, and gossiped about all through high school. His pranks and rumors got more sadistic as time wore on, and I made myself sick trying to stay out of his way. I even went to France for a year, just to avoid him.

But I'm done hiding from him now, and there's no way in hell I'll allow him to ruin my senior year. He might not have changed, but I have. It's time to fight back.

*This novel contains adult/mature young adult situations. It is only suitable for ages 18+ due to language, violence, and sexual situations.

**This book is the first in a series but can be read as a STAND ALONE. The next books will focus on side characters from this story.


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