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Ravensong (Green Creek Book 2) 

by TJ Klune 

Amazon: http://a.co/d/czTchsS

SYNOPSIS:

Sequel to Wolfsong

A Green Creek Novel

Gordo Livingstone never forgot the lessons carved into his skin. Hardened by the betrayal of a pack who left him behind, he sought solace in the garage in his tiny mountain town, vowing never again to involve himself in the affairs of wolves.

It should have been enough.

And it was, until the wolves came back, and with them, Mark Bennett. In the end, they faced the beast together as a pack… and won.

Now, a year later, Gordo has found himself once again the witch of the Bennett pack. Green Creek has settled after the death of Richard Collins, and Gordo constantly struggles to ignore Mark and the song that howls between them.

But time is running out. Something is coming. And this time, it’s crawling from within.

Some bonds, no matter how strong, were made to be broken.

 

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I can’t tell you how much I loved Wolfsong, so I was nervous I wouldn’t like Ravensong as much. There was no need for me to worry, I adored Ravensong and the poetic writing sucked me into the story from the very beginning.

Ravensong is the story about Gordo and Mark.  Don’t worry though, there is plenty of Joe and Ox as well as the rest of the Beckett clan.  Of course there are a few changes within the clan, including Team Human, but their fierce loyalty and love of family is always present, especially when they are threatened.

“Sometimes a family of choice is better than that of blood”

The story does time jump, from when Gordo and Mark were kids, to present day. You find out the backstory of the relationship and why they are struggling.

The story is a must read. It’s an emotional journey that had me laughing one minute, and freaking out the next. It’s the type of story that will stick with you for a long time, and I am thankful there is a book 3, hopefully soon.

Reviewed by Diana Murphy ~ Turning Pages at Midnight Book Blog ~ Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/group/show/125752-turning-pages-at-midnight-book-blog

 

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Raising Riker: Hells Saints MC Series (Book 6)

By Paula Marinaro

Link: http://a.co/d/hXL3887

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Raising Riker is book 6 in the Hells Saints MC Series by Paula Marinaro. Once again, I was sucked into the story of the Saints and their band of brothers, especially Riker Devlin.

At first, I had a hard time remembering Riker, but the author did a little recap, helping the reader to remember the time when Riker first (ahem) met Gia. Now the unexpected results of the meeting has Gia confronting Riker with the news and a proposition. But what kind of father would he be? He is a bad ass biker who never even thought of settling down, let alone, be a father.

Of course, nothing is easy for either Gia or Riker, and the hits just keep coming. Prosper, the Hells Saints President is desperately trying to figure things out, but there is more going on than anybody suspected.

I am not a big MC reader, but I thoroughly enjoy this series and being able to catch up with the boys, especially my favorite, Prosper. Let me tell you, as club President, he is a bad ass, but he also has a big heart.

You might be able to read this as a stand-alone, but I think you would be really lost not knowing all the characters. Starting from book 1, Raine Falling, would not be a hardship at all. 37F4E406-70C6-4C75-9337-D761E17D1A51

Happy Reading!

Reviewed by Diana Murphy of Turning Pages at Midnight Book Blog ~ Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/group/show/125752-turning-pages-at-midnight-book-blog

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Title: Pulling Strings
Series: Young Spades #1
Author: Riley Long
Genre: NA M/M Romance
Release Date: September 5, 2018

 

Aristotle “Ari” Dineen, Jr. thinks he doesn’t deserve love. Ari has bipolar disorder and parents who don’t understand his challenges. Falling in love isn’t on the playlist for a guy like him, someone running from his past and so uncertain about his future.
 
Shane Beckett doesn’t have time for things like love. He’s busy – giving music lessons, finishing his senior year, and oh yeah, he’s the lead singer of up and coming indie rock band, Young Spades.
 
A cup of beer, a music history class, and a pack of cigarettes changes everything. 
 
As Ari and Shane are about to find out, despite having a lack of time or the confidence to believe they can make it work, love has a way of pulling them in and rocking their worlds.
 

CHAPTER ONE

Ari played with the brown pillow in his lap, sliding his thumb over the tag before giving the zipper a tug. He sighed.

“What do you think?” his therapist, Hannah, a short woman with a mane of black curls, asked.

Ari snapped to attention. “I, uh, I don’t know.” He rubbed the back of his neck. Truth be told, he hadn’t really been paying attention.

“I think it would be good for you,” she said, pointedly, 

It took him a minute to mentally track back to what Hannah was talking about, but eventually he called it up. Ari nodded. “Fine. I’ll do it. But I don’t want to.” 

“We know that isolating yourself make the thoughts worse. Go out. Make friends. You just might have a good time.” 

Mentally, Ari was rolling his eyes. “I hear what you’re saying. I’ll go, I’m just saying I don’t have to like it.”

“You’re right, you don’t.” 

“I’m not even out to my parents yet. What’s the point of trying to date?” 

“You don’t have to be out to your parents until you’re ready. And as we’ve discussed, new experiences can be healthy. Let me know how it goes.” She stood and went to her appointment book. “When would you like to come back?” 

Ari pulled out his phone and made an appointment with her for the following week. 

“Have a great time, Ari,” she said as she walked him out. “See you soon.”

Ari plodded back to his dorm, the gray Colorado sky matching his mood. He hated living in the dorms, and felt like practically the only junior doing so, but at least he had Liam. His roommate was great, much to Ari’s relief. He’d had a string of shitty ones, too, especially before being diagnosed. And now that he was getting himself stable—mostly—it was nice to have someone he could trust. 
When he made it to their shared room, Ari found Liam sprawled on his bed, reading. His shoulder-length blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and he was wearing flannel, as usual. Liam had slipped out of the room that morning before Ari was conscious, so they hadn’t seen one another all day.

“What up, Lee?” Ari asked as he entered. 

Liam rolled onto his back. “Aristotle! How’s it going?” Liam was the only person other than Ari’s parents who could get away with calling him Aristotle without getting their ass kicked. And with a name like his, Ari had plenty of experience in ass kickings, both receiving and giving.

“Good. Just got back from therapy. Apparently I’m going with you tonight.” 
Liam sat up suddenly, closing his book. “Hell yeah, you are!” 

“So, what do I need to know about this thing?” 

Liam grinned, rubbing a hand along the stubble on his square jaw. “Nothing, my man. It’s a party. Wear clothes. Drink beer. Make friends. If you’re lucky, hook up with someone.”

“Yeah, I’m sure it’ll just be crawling with guys to hook up with.” 

Liam shrugged. “The Kappas are a pretty open minded frat. They have a few gay brothers. You never know. Plus, there’s always Shane.” 
The blush flooded his face almost instantly. Shane. Tall, thin, with tousled dark hair, soft brown eyes, and perpetually tanned skin, Shane definitely was what Ari was looking for. He may have been the subject of a few fantasies, even. When he’d found out Shane was gay, the fantasies intensified, not that Ari would ever actually do anything about it. 

Shane and Liam had been in a band together for a couple of years, and Ari had the pleasure of meeting him when he came to collect Liam for practice. Shane had also done homework with Liam a couple of times in the cramped dorm room, and Ari had a habit of excusing himself when they did. He was afraid he’d say something stupid and miserable and embarrass the shit out of himself. 

So yeah, Shane.

Ari cleared his throat and licked his dry lips. “Shane’s going to be there?” 

“Damn right. The whole band is. Shane, Ellie, even Trick.” 

Trick was Liam’s nickname for Patrick, the fourth and newest member of their band. He played … something. Ari wasn’t sure what, exactly, because he’d never bothered going to a show, despite Liam’s repeated invites. 
“Trick, too, huh? I didn’t think this would really be his scene.” 

Liam laughed. “No, not really, but we managed to pry him away from the art studio for the night.” 

“Sounds good.” 

“What do you say we play a little before we head out?” Liam held up a video game controller.

Ari glanced at his phone. They had hours before they needed to leave, and it wasn’t like there was much else to do. He’d already unpacked his meager belongings the day before, there was no homework, and his volunteer shifts at the crisis center didn’t start until next week. Spring semester was barely underway.

“Sure.” They’d be able to pass the time blowing up virtual adversaries and hoarding gold. He let himself get lost in the game, not thinking about his stupid therapist or the stupid party or Shane being there. He didn’t want to think about anything, just for a while.

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Shane strummed his guitar absentmindedly. 

“Shane, get your ass ready,” Ellie called from the bathroom. 

He sat the instrument on the dark blue blanket covering his bed and ambled into his tiny apartment bathroom. Ellie’s round face was close to the mirror as she carefully attempted to get what she called ‘the perfect cat-eye.’ He wasn’t entirely sure what the perfect cat-eye looked like, but whatever. He couldn’t believe she hadn’t poked her eye out with that thing yet.

“I am ready. It’s you who’s taking forever.”

Ellie snorted and eyed him in the mirror. “You’re wearing that?” 

Shane shrugged. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” 

“Dude, you look like a TA or something. You don’t need a button down to go to a frat party. Go put on a t-shirt. That black one looks good on you.”

“Which black one?” 

“The plain black one. V-neck. You wore it the other day.” 

“Fine, fine.” Shane headed back into the bedroom, yanking his shirt off over his head. For two years, he’d known Ellie, and for two years, she’d been giving him shit. He rifled through a pile of clothes until he found the aforementioned black v-neck and sniffed it. It smelled clean, so he tugged it on. 

Ellie emerged from the bathroom, head held high in triumph. “How’s this look?” 

“Um, you’ve got swoopy things?” He gestured towards the corners of his own eyes. “It looks good, El. You know I don’t know shit about makeup.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she said, holding up a stick of something in her right hand. “Now come here, let me make you look pretty.” 

“Wait, what?”

“Guyliner,” she said, closing in on him.

“What? No.” He swatted her away, but she was relentless. 

“Yes. You’ll look hot. Sit.”

He sat, sighing. “Fine.” He had a habit of giving in to Ellie. It was a good thing, really. They’d only known each other since the end of freshman year, but became fast friends bonding over shared interests in music theory class. They had created Young Spades together, and it would be nothing without Ellie’s driving force behind the drums. The band was the sanity-saving force he’d needed and without it, he didn’t know how he would have made it through the past few years, despite Ellie’s militant, unforgiving style when it came to running the band.“Okay, look up,” she murmured as she approached his eye with the pencil. “Thanks for coming to this thing with me,” she said, placing her free hand on his cheek.

“No problem.”

“I think it’ll be good for you, y’know? To get out of the house. No, don’t look away.”



“I get out of the house.” He went to class, gave music lessons to middle schoolers, and was in the band.

“No, you know what I mean. You need to get out more. Be social. Have a life.” 

Shane pulled his head away from her hands, eyes narrowed. “I have a life.” 

“That’s not what I meant. A social life. Aside from the band. You need to date.” 

“And I’m going to find a lot of gay guys at a frat party?” He relinquished control of his head back to her, and she went to work on his other eye.

Well you’re not going to find any gay guys giving music lessons to children.”“Good point.”


Ellie straightened, appraising her work. “Perfect. You look totally hot. If I didn’t know better, I’d hit on you myself.” 

Shane pushed himself off the bed and headed to the bathroom to take a peek. He glanced in the mirror, surprised by how much bigger and more open his eyes looked. And, sure, if asked, he would probably agree that he did look pretty hot. From the other room, Ellie’s phone chirped. 

“Okay,” she called out. “It’s eleven. Let’s get going. ”

Ugh. It was so late. Luckily, the semester didn’t start for a few days, so he’d have time to recover, but seriously, who in their right minds went to a party at almost midnight?

“Now don’t rub your eyes or you’ll look like a raccoon, okay?”

Shane nodded and made his way to the bed. He picked up his guitar again and returned it to the case. He tried to mentally brace himself for this party. He wasn’t much of a partier, but he couldn’t convince Ellie otherwise. She was determined to get him out more. She claimed, with this being their senior year, he needed to think about more than just the band and graduating, and had spent the entire fall semester attempting to get him to come to more parties. Finally, he’d caved, so here he was, wearing eyeliner and a black v-neck and wondering whether he’d be better off sleeping so he could get up early and work on the song he’d been writing. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, he figured, so he’d decided to just go with it. Besides, maybe he’d meet someone hot, blow off a little steam, and be more focused when he did get back to writing. After all, it had been a very long time since he’d slept with anyone. 

“Ready,” he said.

“Great! Liam’s already there.” Ellie grabbed her phone and tucked it into the pocket of her skintight jeans. She led the way out of Shane’s bedroom, through the living room, and onto the third-floor landing, which he could easily see from his bed with both doors open. He picked up his own phone and followed close behind. 

 

Riley Long is a wife and mother living a quiet life in Virginia, with her husband, son, and very silly Pit Bull puppy. She passes her evenings writing, reading, and watching bad television (or not so bad television). For fun, Riley participates in NaNoWriMo, GISH, and reads with her book club, the BAMFs. She likes things with silly acronyms. The craziest thing Riley has ever done involves lots of butter and a time lapsed video.



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Title:  Chasing My Forever
Series: The Beaumont Series: Next Generation #3
Author: Heidi McLaughlin 
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 9, 2018
Cover Design: Sarah Hansen at OkayCreations.
Photography: Mae I Design
Models: Alex Denning & Cherry Albrecht

Music is his passion. It’s in his blood. Yet, Quinn James isn’t sure if stardom is right for him. His family wants him to join a band, and follow in his father’s footsteps but fear holds him back. He can’t explain it, and when he tries, no one understands what he’s afraid of or why he’s content playing coffee shop gigs where no one knows him.

Eleanora Boone wants to live her life, not the one her very southern parents planned for her, which is why she chose a college thousands of miles away. Now she’s faced with returning home or doing something that would defy her family. When an opportunity to visit Los Angeles falls in her lap, she uses it to become someone different.
 
California is everything Eleanora thought it would be, and even more so when she meets Quinn, the shy, reserved and brooding musician who’s the complete opposite of the guys she’s used to back home. 
 
For the first time, Quinn’s smitten. The new, mysterious waitress has him wrapped around her finger, and he finds that he is finally able to open up and trust someone outside of his family circle. 
 
But living a different life comes with its risks, and for Eleanora, that risk is a secret that has the power to destroy both o

Heidi is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author.
Originally from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell, Buttercup and a Highland West/Mini Schnauzer, JiLL and her brother, Racicot.
 
When she’s isn’t writing one of the many stories planned for release, you’ll find her sitting court-side during either daughter’s basketball games.
 
Heidi’s first novel, Forever My Girl, will be in theaters on October 27, 2017, starring Alex Roe and Jessica Rothe.
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Event – Cover Reveal – The Gilded Tower – D.V. Williams
Book  -The Gilded Tower 
Author – D.V. Williams
Date – 5th September 2018 
Hosted by –  Hooked On Books Promotions
 
 
 
 
It’s lonely being famous. What chance is there for love?
 
Hounded by the paparazzi, Rebecca Taylor moves into a large house and grounds, protected from prying eyes by a high wall and electric gates. Her only regular company around the house is her housekeeper, Francesca. Publicly she is now a big star living the dream, but privately she is still haunted by her lover Lee’s betrayal and longs for the care and affection she once shared with Steve.
But a nomination at the UK Music Awards is about to change everything for the better again and maybe love is finally on the cards. Her best friend Linda Maloney’s business plans are at last becoming a reality too, catapulting Rebecca, not for the first time, into a secret world of decadent and forbidden pleasures.
As Rebecca is about to discover, when you appear to have it all there is a lot to lose.
 
 
 
 
 
 
The Series so far 
 
 
 
 For Rebecca Taylor, music is her life, and with the help of her record producer stepfather she is determined to make it her future. By the age of seventeen, the talented young singer and songwriter is preparing to leave school behind and pursue her music career. But it’s a jungle out there in the cutthroat world of the music industry, and Rebecca is hardly the most outgoing of teenagers. And then there’s love, or the other thing . . . sex. What’s a girl to do when her body, her curiosity, and her emotions are taking over, especially when there’s one man already on her mind? Encouraged by her best friend, the enigmatic and unconventional Linda, Rebecca enters into an adventurous relationship, a sensual journey of discovery that will change her forever. But if her stepfather ever found out . . 
 
 
 
One thing is certain . . . fame changes everything. 

 

After her first love affair comes to a sudden end, Rebecca Tayloris devastated. Thankfully there’s the inimitable Linda to help her pick up the pieces of her life and move on. With Rebecca’s sexuality fully awakened, the tigress inside her is hungry for more, and Linda is always ready to lead her astray. 


While Rebecca devotes herself to carving out a career in the music business with her new band and trying to put the past behind her, Linda has plans of her own . . . and secrets too. Her unusual lifestyle draws Rebecca into a hidden world where the pursuit of pleasure is the greatest currency of all. 



However, nothing could have prepared Rebecca for what lies ahead. It seems fame and money also have a dark side, especially when you’re not always sure who you can trust. 

 

 
 
 
 
 

 

 

 

 

Dominic Williams was born in October 1967 at the Cliveden Memorial Hospital in what was then part of Buckinghamshire, England and did most of his growing up in Maidenhead, Berkshire where he attended Desborough School.
After his A-levels he went to work for ICI Paints in Slough and while working there he completed a degree in chemistry before moving to Dupont UK. In 2004, and in search of a fresh challenge, he left the chemical industry to train as a Science Teacher at the University of Hertfordshire.
After two years teaching in the south east of England he moved to Wales with his family, combining a variety of jobs in education before discovering writing.
He has been married to Kathy since 1995 and has two sons, Owain and Rhys. They currently share their home with a variety of musical instruments, two cats called Sparta and Loki, and a collie named Cass.
The rest is a tale yet to be told…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
 

 

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Title: Immaterial Defense
Series: Once and Forever Series
Author: Lauren Stewart
Genre: Contemporary Romance/New Adult
Release Date: September 25, 2018
Cover Design: Pixel Mischief Design

 

 

She’s all alone in the darkness.

 

He’s lighting up the stage.

 

But not even the brightest spotlight can reach the shadows of a broken soul. 

 

Declan
Every wanna-be rocker dreams of the day when crazed fans will pack their shows. But the more people worship me as some kind of musical god, the more I realize why singers are called “performers.” I’m just a pretender. A fake.
I need something real. Something to break through the revolting glamour that’s bled into every part of my life. And for one perfect night, I found that in Sara.
Then she ran.
Sara
No sane woman would’ve ever walked away from Declan Hollis after only one night. But
walking away from him was the safest move for both of us.
I’ve spent so much time burying my old self in the past, trying to erase the vulnerable person I used to be. I’m smarter now—men are dangerous, and relationships are doubly so.
But the more time I spend away from him, the more I want to go back.
I may end up shattered all over again. Or maybe, just maybe, he’ll be the one to help me pick up the pieces.

 

“We should stop,” I said in the brief time it took for our mouths to separate, reposition, and dive right back into each other. “Declan, we need to stop.”

“Do we? Do we really?”

“Yeah.” I squeezed my eyes shut tight, trying to focus, to break out of the hold he had on me. Both internally and externally. “I need an intermission.”

He pulled back but didn’t let go of me. “Do I have to let go of you entirely? I really don’t want to.”

“Um…it would probably be easier for me to think if you did.”

“You scare me a little when you think.” He let out a big sigh, then inhaled deeply. “Especially because I have this awful feeling that you’re about to say that it’s nothing personal, but this isn’t going to work out.”

“Wow,” I said, unhappy he was right. “You’re good.”

“No. Good is what I think we could be. Together.” He paused, studying my face, his gaze moving from the eyes I’d just opened to the lips his had just released. “You’re serious. Fuck, of course, you’re serious.”

“Sorry.” I was trying to be smart and not get hurt, and the universe dropped him into my path. A test of strength I wasn’t sure I was up to.

“Don’t be sorry. Be…” He briefly dropped his head forward and then looked up again. “Before you tell me to go away, can I have a minute to make my case?”

“It’s not going to change anything.” Ugh. I’d never heard anything said with as much regret.

“Come on… I deserve one measly minute, don’t I?” He looked so sincere…and kind of needy. A big, beautiful man needed me. Not that I’d never seen need on a man’s face before, but everything about Declan was different. Not only did he want to sleep with me, he wanted to talk to me, too. Part of me actually thought he might still want to talk to me even if he were one hundred percent sure he’d never get to sleep with me again. That
was definitely something I never thought I’d see.

“Only if you step back at least a foot.”

“A foot?” Even in the dark, his eyes shone with life and a little humor. “Is that at all negotiable?”

I grumbled under my breath. “Fine. Stay…six inches away.”“If you really don’t want any part of me to touch you, there needs to be more than six inches between us,” he said, adjusting the erection stretching the front of his jeans.

I raised an eyebrow and put my hands on his chest. “Well, aren’t you cocky.”

“Yep. And, for the record? I’

m a good inch, inch-and-a-half cockier than six inches.”

“Huh. Are you sure about that?” I teased. He didn’t need to know I thought he was selling himself short at seven and a half inches.

“Damn, woman.” Running a hand through his hair, he chuckled. “Are you this hard on everyone’s ego?”

“Just yours.” I pressed my lips together to stop myself from laughing. “I guess that means you’re lucky.”

“Not unless you let me kiss you again, I’m not.”

Lauren Stewart grew up reading Stephen King, Ray Bradbury, James Clavell, Piers Anthony, and Agatha Christie, which explains why she can’t seem to stick to one genre at a time.
She got to the more romantic stuff pretty late, but paranormal romance was what changed her from an obsessed reader into an obsessed reader and writer. Her writing style comes from a mash-up of all her early favorites and her new ones, women like JR Ward, Karen Marie Moning, Alice Clayton, Emma Scott, and Janet Evanovich. Wow, how much would you pay to be invited to that dinner party?

 

Lauren wants to make people think, cry, and giggle, not necessarily all at the same time (although it’s great when it happens). In every one of her books, you’ll find elements of other genres – fantasy, mystery, romance, paranormal, suspense, YA, women’s literature, all with a touch of humor.

 

Because what doesn’t kill us should make us laugh.

 


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Title: Collared by the Badman
Series: Russian Bratva Series 
Author: Hayley Faiman
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 24, 2018
Cover Design: Cassy Roop @ Pink Ink Designs

Sergei Orlov has lived a life of dark corruption. Denying himself any bit of normalcy and happiness as a way to protect his family—of blood or Bratva.

 

 
He’s seen as a savior to his men, living in darkness behind closed doors.
 
Raisa was a girl sold into a life of sexual servitude. Memories of her life before—forgotten. She aspires to be cherished by a man who will forever keep her as his own, never to be sold, abused, or traded again.
 
A favor asked, turns into something else, something unquestionably beautiful. Sergei cannot deny that Raisa stirs something inside of him. Something that he has never felt before.
 
One fractured savior. One shattered soul. When the two collide, their lives take on new meaning.

 

I was born and raised in California. My husband and I met when I was just 16. We were married a few years later, moving to Oregon while he was in the US Coast Guard.

Texas is now where we call home, where our boots rest, and where we’re raising our two little boys and a chocolate lab named Optimus Prime.
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