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Monday, 14 April 2014

*Review* Tangled by Emma Chase

Tangled (Tangled, #1)
Released : January 2014
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Format : Paperback
Source : Publisher
Buy : Amazon (UK/USA)
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 .................................... The Blurb  ....................................
When rich, handsome, and arrogant meets beautiful, brilliant, and ambitious, things are bound to get tangled
Drew Evans makes multimillion-dollar business deals and seduces New York's most beautiful women with just a smile. So why has he been shuttered in his apartment for seven days, miserable and depressed? He'll tell you he has the flu, but we all know that's not really true.
When Katherine Brooks is hired as the new associate at Drew's father's investment banking firm, every aspect of the dashing playboy's life is thrown into a tailspin. The professional competition she brings is unnerving, his attraction to her is distracting, his failure to entice her into his bed is exasperating.
How can one woman turn a smooth-talking player into a broken, desperate man? By making the one thing he never wanted in life the only thing he can't live without.

 .................................... My Thoughts   ....................................
In Short
- Tangled is a refreshing and addictive read.
- It will have you laughing out loud. 
- Being written from the males pov is so addictive and unique. 

In Long
I constantly see and read posts which say things like ‘If you liked Fifty Shades of Grey read this’ or ‘Liked Fifty Shades? You will love this!’ Don't get me wrong, I’m not saying these type of posts don’t help you find new books, as they do. However they also give a false impression of the book. This then means the book doesn't get a name for itself and is instead just ‘a book like Fifty Shades’. I have heard Tangled compared to it a few times and after finishing Tangled I can honestly say it deserves to have a name for itself and most definitely stands on its own two feet!
Tangled start’s with the cheeky and hot cover and just carries on getting hotter and more addictive from there. I was swept up into the world of Drew from the first few lines; it’s such a strong start to the book, I straight away fell in love with his character.  
Hot, Addictive, Cheeky, Charming, Sexy.....I can just imagine him with that lopsided cheeky grin. Getting a bit hot over here!
Katherine really reminded me of myself in some ways and I guess that naturally makes me like her just because I understand her that much more. She is also a very genuine character with so many good traits (That might be where we differ, haha)
Tangled is so refreshing, I loved having it from Drew's point of view, authors rarely write from the males POV and I loved every second. Time with Drew just flew by and I craved more every time I had to put the book down. 

Final Thoughts
Emma made everything about Tangled perfect and more. The way she made Drew come alive, his such a typical but real guy. I don’t know how, as women, she created such a strong and believable male character. Hats off to you Emma, Tangled hit all the right spots and more!
Tangled will have you blushing, laughing, addicted, smiling, drooling and just obsessed!

Saturday, 12 April 2014

Blog Tour : The Army of The Lost Extract + Giveaway

By Lily Herne


Tommy hangs back while Mooki, Jess and the other newbies swarm out of the kombi and whoop their way towards the townhouse complex across the street. He waits until they’ve chucked their crowbars and shopping bags over the spiked metal gate, then heads in the opposite direction.

It’s his fourth day out in the suburbs, and he’s determined that this time he’s going to come back with something. He rambles along the cracked pavement, pausing every so often to peer through the long-defunct electric fencing. The chances of spotting an unlocked security gate are slim – he’s learnt from bitter experience that most of the houses will be locked up tighter than bank vaults – and the crowbar and skeleton keys in his bag are useless against tungsten burglar bars and reinforced glass.

He finally decides on a small single-storey cottage with crumbling stucco walls that’s set back from the street. It’s flanked by sprawling Tuscan wannabe-mansions, and Tommy reckons that it was probably the shabbiest residence in the

area even before the dead took over Jozi. But that doesn’t mean that breaking in is going to be a piece of cake. Even from here he can tell that its burglar bars are made of good-quality metal, and the porch’s overhang has protected the front door from water and sun damage.

Relieved that Mooki and the others aren’t around to see him, Tommy struggles over the fence, the baggy sweatshirt he always wears to mask his gut riding up. He lands clumsily in an overgrown garden buzzing with insects, the path smothered in moss and creepers. A garden gnome grins cheekily at him from its perch on the top step, and, remembering one of the tips he heard at runner camp, Tommy pushes it over with his foot, disturbing a nest of baby scorpions. There’s a glint of metal in the circle of dust where the gnome sat – a key. Score! Barely able to believe his luck, he picks it up and wipes it on his jeans. The lock is stiff but after Tommy’s fiddled for a couple of minutes the door creaks open. Taking a deep breath, Tommy slips inside. ‘Hello?’ he finds himself saying, as if he expects an answer. He stills his breathing, listening for any sign that one of the dead might be trapped inside. There’s the scratch and scrabble of mice or rats in the ceiling, but that’s it. He’s heard horror stories from experienced runners about opening bathroom or closet doors only to find a walking corpse rushing out like a rotting jack-in-the-box. He doesn’t know how he’d react if he saw one right up close. He’d almost puked when the kombi pulled out of the parking lot on their first day of training. Even Mooki had been stunned into silence at the hideous sight of the surging sea of decaying bodies lurching around Sandtown’s high walls, everyone fighting not to gag as the overpowering musty stench of the dead invaded the vehicle. It is one thing to hear their constant moaning – it’s provided the soundtrack to eleven years of his life, after all –

but quite another to come face to face with the reality of empty eyeholes and decomposing flesh.

Using the gnome to prop the door open – it’s gloomy inside; the ivy growing over the windows blocks out most of the natural light – he creeps further into the hallway, his feet clunking over the dusty wooden floor. The house stinks of rot and rodent pee, but the ceilings are high, so the odour isn’t overwhelming. He peers into the first room that leads off the corridor, a lounge dominated by a huge flatscreen television and heavy wooden furniture. A flash of movement in a shadowy corner next to a cabinet catches his eye, and his heart leaps into his throat. Steeling himself to run, he inches forward. Oh, gross. One of the armchairs is alive with baby rats. He backs out, deciding to try the kitchen across the hall instead.

His old supervisor was always going on about how kitchens are usually the best bet for sourcing high-quality merchandise, but this one doesn’t look too promising. There are two plates still smeared with the calcified remains of old food on the table in the centre of the room, along with a bottle of tomato sauce that’s crawling with black mould. The chairs lie on their backs, as if they were pushed back in a hurry, and the sink is piled with dishes. His foot knocks against something – a dog’s bowl, the name Teddy painted on the side. Goosebumps crawl up his arms. Tommy reckons that every house, every room, every shop probably tells its own story about the panicky minutes after the dead swarmed through the city, stories that he would prefer not to think about. He fights a powerful urge to flee out into the sunlight; he’s come this far, he can’t allow himself to get spooked.

Trying not to look too closely at the faded photographs still stuck to the kitchen cupboards (most seem to be of a dark- haired girl wearing thick black make-up and cradling a white

terrier in her arms) he roots through the cupboard under the sink, ignoring the cockroaches that gush out onto the kitchen floor. He pulls out a bottle of bleach, a tub of caustic soda and a can of WD-40, one of the items on the list of most prized items. Score again!

Deciding to leave the lounge and its rat infestation till last, he wanders into the smaller of the two bedrooms. Its walls are painted dark purple, so it’s even gloomier in here. The bed is covered in a moth-eaten duvet, spiderwebs loop from the light fixtures and the chest of drawers is littered with dried make- up tubes. There’s a creepy poster of a skinny cavorting fellow on the wall above the bed, a wildly grinning pumpkin where its head should be, and Tommy wonders what sort of person would want to wake up with that staring back at her.

Simo, Tommy’s handler, has ordered more plastic Transformers for his collection, but there are no toys in sight. There’s a craze for iPods at the moment – the handlers like to fashion them into necklaces and tie them onto their clothing – so he rummages through the drawers just in case, feeling weird as he roots through bras and underwear. He grabs several pairs of stripy socks, then scans the small bookcase next to the bed, even though the last thing Simo wants is reading matter. Most of the paperbacks fall apart in his hands, their pages fragile lace – the moths and silverfish have done their worst – but on the bottom shelf he pulls out a comic book protected by a thick plastic cover. The Ballad of Halo Jones. Awesome. He takes it out into the hallway where the light is better, carefully removes it from its covering and flicks through it. If he gets the rest of his shopping done quick sticks he’ll have time to read it before he’s due back at the kombi.

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Friday, 11 April 2014

Kissed by Kimberly Loth Contest!

Trapped in a dark cult, sixteen-year-old Naomi Aren has lived a quiet, albeit unhappy, life nestled deep in the hills of the Ozarks. With uncut hair, denim skirts, and only roses for friends, Naomi seldom questions why her life is different from other kids at school. Until the day her abusive father, who is also the cult’s leader, announces her wedding. Naomi must marry Dwayne Yerdin, a bully who reeks of sweat and manure and is the only one person who scares her worse than her father.
Then she meets Kai, the mysterious boy who brings her exotic new roses and stolen midnight kisses. Kisses that bring her a supernatural strength she never knew she had. As the big day approaches, Naomi unearths more secrets of about her father’s cult. She learns she has power of her own and while Kai may have awakened that power, Naomi must find a way to use it to escape Dwayne and her father—without destroying herself.

About Contest
First, thank you, Jodie for having me here today. I’m thrilled to talk about my book a little. Kissed doesn’t come out for another couple of weeks (May 1st), but I’m running a small contest prior to the book coming out for a couple of reasons. One, I’m having a huge giveaway to promote the book once it is released and I want to make sure I know what I’m doing. Second, I have had such great support from my Facebook fans, Twitter buds, and bloggers that I wanted to give something back.

The contest will run for one week and has all your normal stuff on it. Become my Facebook fan, follow me on Twitter, join my mailing list, etc. But I wanted to do something a little more fun. Kissed is about kissing (duh J). Find me your favorite kissing picture. It could be your own, one you found online, one from a movie or TV show. I don’t care, just make sure it’s appropriate (PG-13). Post it on my Facebook page or post it on Twitter using #kissed. Then fill out the info in the rafflecopter form and you will have gained 10 entries to win a $10 amazon gift card.

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Tuesday, 8 April 2014

The Idea Of Him by Holly Peterson Excerpt

The Idea of Him 
by Holly Peterson

A fabulous and compelling story from Holly Peterson, the New York Times bestselling author of The Manny

Mary Crawford is a once aspiring screenwriter turned successful public relations executive, mother of two young children, and wife of a hotshot magazine editor whose power base spans the worlds of finance, fashion, culture, entertainment, and society. At 34, she finds herself at a crossroads: between the office and her home, her life has become an endless rotation of people pleasing-whether pulling rabbits out of hats for her mogul boss, entertaining advertisers and phony A-listers for her husband's magazine, or making elaborate costumes for children's school plays. At least, that is, until she meets a head turning, traffic stopping beauty at the bar of the famed Four Seasons Grill Room-where many of the novel's players regularly convene-and shortly thereafter finds the same woman and her husband in an apparently compromising position in her own apartment.

And so begins the story of two very different women bound by similar missions-to uncover the crimes and betrayals of various men in their lives and finally put their own interests front and center. For Mary this ultimately means leaving a husband who is ideal in theory but not in practice, and deciding to risk security for self-fulfillment and a new life on her own. Like so many women, Mary fell for the man she married when she was in her twenties only to realize years later that it wasn't him she fell for as much as it was the idea of him-the idea of a savior who would protect and provide and ferry her from her past into the future. But the guy who seemed so right at the time turned out to be nothing more than a fantasy.

Chapter 8 - Pulled Towards The Edge
While he was coming to quick terms with the idea that he’d finally found an attractive woman who cared about his world of nonstop news and gossip, right away, I knew that I too certainly liked the idea of this Wade Crawford man before me. He fit a need. His enthusiasm for life and work would soften my losses: my father in a plane to the ravages of an untimely blizzard and James to a burning obsession to save every child on the other side of the world.

New York glimmered around us that night, the way it can when spontaneity falls perfectly into place. After dinner, Wade escorted me to two downtown parties filled with cigarette smoke and writers. Someday I hoped to be like his writer friends who wrote long magazine stories and books that they’d mined from their souls. It was clear from every angle that Wade’s non-stop joie-de-vivre was more than contagious. He was sheer fun, and full of the possibility of escape, of renewal even.

He dropped me at my stoop at dawn, kissing me tenderly on the lips and disappearing into the early morning glow. As I watched him bounce down the street, all I could think was that he had Daddy’s electricity and confidence. And that suited me just fine.
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Sunday, 6 April 2014

*Review* Throttle Me by Chelle Bliss

Throttle Me (Men of Inked, #1)Throttle Me by Chelle Bliss
Series : #1 Men of Inked
Released : 31st March 2014
Format : E book
Source : Review
Buy : Amazon (UK/USA)
Overall rating

 .................................... The Blurb  ....................................
Suzy’s a control freak and has her life mapped out - work hard, find a man with a stable job, and live happily ever after. She’s content with the status quo, but her plan comes to a screeching halt when he enters her life and turns it upside down.

City gave up on love when his heart was crushed in college, preferring to be the typical bachelor. He spends his nights hopping from one bed to another and his days working at his family tattoo shop, Inked. A chance encounter on a dark road makes him question what he had sworn off forever – a relationship.

A night of passion and lust causes them to question everything. Is City the knight in shining armor to the damsel in distress? Can their relationship survive when a fantasy falls apart and a secret comes out that changes everything?

 .................................... My Thoughts   ....................................
In Short
- Throttle Me didn't live up to my hopes and exceptions. 
- The characters had both good and annoying traits.
- I finished Throttle Me with very mixed feelings.  

In Long
I'm so gutted that I can't give Throttle Me a 4 star review. There were many things which made this book a 4 star but a few things let it down which I think made it not quite a 4 star for me!

The characters were both very likeable with their own personalities. However they both irritated me in ways which I couldn't get past or ignore. City used the name Sugar way too much and it irritated me to hell and made certain situations totally cringe worthy! Suzy was a nice character but really foolish at some points and sometimes her stupidness was a bit over the top and naive.
Putting those things aside I really liked them both and enjoyed spending the time with them, especially City. I loved that he was a family man.

The writing wasn't always to a high a standard which other part of the books set it up to be and in a few scenes I really felt let down that a possible really good scene was over in two pages. It really should have been extended which could have meant slower parts of the book were erased.

Maybe I feel this way because the writing style wasn't for me. I definitely feel if it had been then this book would be more 4 or even 4.5 stars. I definitely recommend trying this yourself! 
Final Thoughts
Throttle Me left me with really mixed emotions. Books which usually get below 4 stars are ones I am able to put down and forget about. I was able to put this down but I did find myself thinking about City and Suzy throughout the day and their story.