Monday 27 August 2018

Blog Tour & Review: Storm of The Gods by A.R Braun

Thirty years ago, the gods of Greek legend returned to the world. Their return restored their powers, which had been spent in a cataclysmic battle with the Titans. With the ancient deities imprisoned in Tartarus, the Olympians now reside in Néo Vasíleio, formerly known as California.

Twenty-four-year-old Derek Aerios is a war scion, a descendant of Ares, the God of War. He and his brother, eighteen-year-old Liam, capture mythological creatures and rogue scions as part of Ares's elite military force. As he struggles to cope with his violent powers and the scars of a traumatic childhood, Derek tries to keep the two vows he has made: protect his brother, and never kill a human again.

But when Ares forces him to hunt and kill four rogue scions under Athena's control—by threatening Liam's life—Derek chooses to go after the scions in order to save his brother and keep his promise to himself.

Yet the closer Derek gets to the scions, the more he realizes that his orders are part of a deeper conspiracy that put him at odds with his mission and his conscience. Athena may not be the enemy, a traitor could be in their midst, and the Titans could be closer to freedom than ever before.

*Review copy received as part of the tour*


Full-Length Novel

First Person - Single


No, book one in a new UF series.

The story for this book wraps up but the overarching story will continue. 

There's Gods, war scions, and mythological creatures... Of course there is violence.

This was an interesting Urban Fantasy and I really freaking enjoyed it!
The book was packed full of action.
The twists and turns kept me on my toes and the book rarely went in the direction I expected (I only guessed correctly once!).

It was written from the pov of a male protagonist which is something that I don't very read much in my UF and thought was pretty cool. 

Derek, and his brother Liam, are War Scions, descended from Ares.
Despite their war-mongering progenitor and fiery tempers, both Derek and Liam are good guys, trying to balance doing the right thing with trying to survive.
With their power and bloodline, it would have been so easy for the pair of them to justify being monsters but they were balanced and moral, never shying away from violence but striving to never go too far.

I adored Derek and how much he cared for his brother. Liam is most definitely Derek's weakness. He'd do anything to protect Liam including sacrificing his morals, his freedom, and his life.
To some, this may get annoying but, for me, Liam is the reason that Derek hasn't went off the deep-end and turned into the sociopath Ares wishes him to be.
It's obvious that although they're both Scions of Ares, Derek and Liam are cut from a different cloth.
Derek's power is greater and his instincts harder to control.

My only grumble about this book was how much Derek got his ass kicked considering that he is a freaky powerful war scion. He should have been able to annihilate most who faced him down but he was always so distracted - usually by what was happening to/with his brother - that he seemed to constantly be getting spanked!
His reluctance to kill - while admirable - was also a teenie bit annoying. I respected that both Liam and Derek are not murderers but they are war scions and when at war / in battle, there will be casualties. Half the problems in this book would have been solved if they'd just manned up and killed the fucknuts who repeatedly tried to kill them.

I'm really excited to see how this series develops!

It fits the character and the feel of the book.
I kinda like it but it doesn't do the book justice. The book is far more awesome.

Amy is a Canadian urban fantasy and horror author. Her work revolves around monsters, magic, mythology, and mayhem. She started writing in her early teens, and never stopped. She loves building unique worlds filled with fun characters and intense action.

When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, watching movies, taking photos, gaming, struggling with chocoholism and ice cream addiction, and diving headfirst into danger in Dungeons & Dragons campaigns.

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Friday 24 August 2018

Blog Tour & Review: Blood Cure by KA Linde

Finally! The conclusion of the Blood Type series has arrived!
And guess what? It was epic and satisfying and didn't have a cliffhanger!


For those that have been curious, but hesitant because of the cliffhangers, you can now binge-read the entire series one after the other.
Just saying...

Read on for my thoughts on the finale!
(Plus a couple of little teasers.)

The stunning conclusion to the Blood Type series finds the world in chaos and turmoil with one final battle left to determine who will survive—humans or vampires.

She had the world on her shoulders. Now she has nothing.

Reyna Carpenter was twenty-one when she became a live-in blood escort for the ruthless and darkly handsome vampire Beckham Anderson. She thought this was just a small price to pay for feeding her brothers back home.

But nothing went as planned. Not even her tumultuous relationship with Beckham. And now she wonders if anything will ever be the same again.

As she finds herself in the midst of a losing rebellion, she and her trusted friends must flee from a city conquered by the vampire elite. With their plans blown to pieces and everything they knew and loved gone, their future hangs in the balance.

Despite all she has lost, Reyna must rise from the ashes, reclaim the life that was stolen—and complete her mission, once and for all.

*eARC received as past of the blog tour*


Full-length novel

First person - Reyna

I wouldn't say so.

You really need to have read the first two books in the trilogy.

It's the first time in this series I can say that.
There's even a happy epilogue!





Blood Cure picks up right where book two, Blood Match, left off, which was a bloody good thing seeing as the book ended on an absolute beast of a cliffhanger!

Elle, the human/vampire rebel organisation fighting to prevent the insidious enslavement of humans by Visage, is in chaos their leadership and the majority of their members missing or dead and the survivors trying to evade capture and rally.

Our leading lady Reyna is reeling from the fate of her love, Beckham, and her remaining family. Rather than completely fall apart, Reyna steps up to the plate to pull together the tattered pieces of the organisation she unwittingly became a part of and eradicate the corruption of Visage, once and for all.

The book was full of action and moments that pulled painfully on the heartstrings with plenty of twists and turns to keep things interesting.
(Although one twist was painfully obvious if this was going to be considered a romance…)

I can't say a huge amount more without risking spoilers (and spoilers would seriously spoil this series) but what I can say is certain characters get their comeuppance (and I may have cheered and ranted that the manner of their deaths was too good for them) and other characters are lost who didn't deserve to die.
The blood match between Reyna and Beckham is explored and a discovery made that will revolutionise this world.
 Good conquers evil and the world becomes a less miserable, and bleak, place in which people have hope and options again.

It was a very good end to a very good series.

Fits with all the others!
Sexy, smouldering and passionate... Pretty much sums up Reyna and Beckham.

Start At The Beginning...

K.A. Linde is the USA Today bestselling author of more than fifteen novels including the Avoiding series and the Record series. She has a Masters degree in political science from the University of Georgia, was the head campaign worker for the 2012 presidential campaign at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, and served as the head coach of the Duke University dance team. She loves reading fantasy novels, geeking out over Star Wars, binge-watching Supernatural, and dancing in her spare time.

She currently lives in Lubbock, Texas, with her husband and two super adorable puppies.


Thursday 9 August 2018

Review: It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time by Kylie Scott

In case you missed it, you can find out more about this book, check out teasers and another excerpt, by checking out the release blitz post.

"Addictive like all Kylie Scott books, you'll swoon, laugh, ache, put your life on hold, and compulsively read until the wee hours of the night—only to reread the whole thing the next morning. Perfection!" - Katy Evans, New York Times bestselling author

Returning home for her father’s wedding was never going to be easy for Adele. If being sent away at eighteen hadn’t been bad enough, the mess she left behind when she made a pass at her dad’s business partner sure was.

Fifteen years older than her, Pete had been her crush for as long as she could remember. But she’d misread the situation—confusing friendliness for undying love. Awkward. Add her father to the misunderstanding, and Pete was left with a broken nose and a business on the edge of ruin. The man had to be just as glad as everyone else when she left town.

Seven years later, things are different. Adele is no longer a kid, but a fully grown adult more than capable of getting through the wedding and being polite. But all it takes is seeing him again to bring back those old feelings.

Sometimes first loves are the truest.

*eARC provided in exchange of a honest review*


Full Length Novel

First person








Oh dear... It's taken me a freakishly long time to get my thoughts out and in some kind of order about this book... And honestly, I'm not sure how coherent they actually are, but here goes!

I love Kylie Scott books.
I love how they blend sass and humour with deliciously addicting romance.
Her characters are likable and reading their stories is an absolute pleasure.

Well, this is usually the case.

It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time had the sass, humour, and (mostly) likable characters that I've come to expect from the author but unfortunately the romance in this fell completely flat for me.
IMO, for this type of book - forbidden romance, large age gap - to work, you need to feel an amazing connection between the characters and I just didn't.
It was all just too weird and forced... Lacking in chemistry.

It was weird because what in the actual fuckery is a grown ass man doing becoming BFFs with a teenage girl, fifteen years his junior?!

Fast forward seven years and it felt forced and lacking in chemistry because I just didn't believe in Pete's romantic feelings for Adele, at all really, throughout the entirety of the book.

Pete is a moody commitment-phobe and I just didn't believe he'd pull a complete 180 to become anyone's perfect partner, including Adele's. Especially seeing as he blows hot and cold throughout the majority of the book!

Plus, while I believe that he did feel genuine fondness and affection for Adele as a teenager, I don't believe that those feelings would have magically transformed into romantic love within days of Adele returning to his life after a seven-year absence.

I just didn't believe in their relationship. It was bollocks.
In real life, they'd be the couple you were gossiping about and giving them six-months and would almost certainly be proven right!
I just... It annoyed me.
Pete annoyed me.
I just didn't believe his romantic affections for Adele.

However, what made it interesting was that I believed Adele.
I believe she loved Pete as a teenager. I felt her pain as she reconnected with him in the present. I felt her yearning. I felt her embarrassment over the events that lead to her not going home in seven years... I felt all of it and I sympathised with her a lot and wished her well and wanted to cry a little bit because I just didn't believe he was right for her.

I realise this makes it sound like I didn't like the book and that's not true.
I did like the book.
It was a good book...
Well written and easy to read, it made me laugh and it made me think, it made me question my own perceptions and bias but it just didn't make me feel the feels!

This final thought isn't about the story but the book itself...

I loved how this was a Kylie Scott book actually set in Austrailia! I think all the other books I've read by her have been US-based and written in US vernacular whereas this one let the native Aussie shine and I loved it! Especially as Aussie vernacular is so similar to the British.

I like the cover. It fits.

It was meant to be a soft kiss. A chaste one, even.
The minute my lips touched his, however, everything changed. Callused hands grabbed the sides of my face and my mouth opened on a gasp. His tongue swept inside, taking me over. Holy hell. Shoes and purse hit the floor, forgotten. Nothing about this kiss was slow or easy. The man devoured me. Every ounce of emotion poured into that kiss, all of the anger and frustration between us. His tongue was teasing and tasting, driving me wild. Then he drew back to suck and nip at my bottom lip. One hand slid around the back of my neck, the other over my hip to grab at my ass. His hold was firm, a little rough even. He treated my body like it belonged to him and I wasn’t gentle either.
Apparently experience mattered. Because all I could do was try and keep up.
I held on tight to his open shirt, straining against him, trying to get closer. I’d have crawled inside the man if I could. Turned out that under certain circumstances, the taste of scotch worked for me in a big way. Against my hip, his cock hardened, digging into me. And oh my God, I’d done that to him. Me. How amazing! Meanwhile, my body felt liquid, core aching and empty. I needed him inside of me and it seemed like I’d already been waiting forever.
“Pete. Please.”
“Fuck,” he muttered, breath hot against my ear.
I fumbled at the remaining buttons on his shirt. My damn fingers didn’t seem to be working. Easier to just push the whole thing upward. Luckily, the man decided to help, tearing the shirt off over his head. More skin was good. And he was so hot and smooth, a thrill to the touch. The solid flesh of his pecs and the flat plane of his stomach.
He tore at the zipper on the back of my dress, dragging fabric down over my shoulders. A growl came from the back of his throat, a noise of frustration, impatience. I’m reasonably certain I heard the silk rip. I didn’t care. His hands and mouth seemed to cover every bit of skin revealed, touching and tasting me everywhere. The dress got stuck on my hips. Out of the way enough for now.
He didn’t even bother undoing my bra, simply peeling down one of the lace cups to free my flesh. My breast filled his hot palm as it took the weight. Fingers plumped me, his thumb flicking over my hard nipple. The sting of pain followed by the heat of his kiss made my head spin and my body ache. There was no room for thought as he fed me deep, wet kisses. Slowly, he took us to the floor. No time for anything else. Just the urgent need to have him inside me.
The hardness of the polished wood was cool against my back. My legs were spread, his body between them. And with his broad chest above me, his weight taken on one arm, he was all I could see. I swear even the insides of my thighs were wet, I was so ready. It would have been embarrassing with anybody else. But this man, he had to know, he had to understand. It had always been him.
“Pete, I need—”
“I know,” he said, voice harsh and low.

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