19 May 2016

Re-release: Invisible by L.A. Remenicky


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Invisible

By L.A. Remenicky

Re-Release Date: May 17, 2016 

Published by Lavish Publishing 

Genre ~ Romantic Suspense

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They found each other.  Then the killer found them.
Detective Jackson “Jax” McKenna walks into a psychologist’s office and finds that the doctor bears a striking resemblance to his first love, Lainie, who disappeared ten years ago after their disastrous first date ended in violence.
Dr. Elizabeth Parker is really Elaine Wilson, Jax’s Lainie.  She’s been in hiding since the night that changed both their lives.  Jax discovers the truth when the killer lets Lainie know he’s found her.  When Jax and Lainie go on the run to keep Lainie safe, old feelings resurface as the killer threatens their lives.  Can Jax save Lainie and help her stay Invisible?


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The name on the file folder, J. McKenna, gave me a chill. He had been wounded in the line of duty—shot by a bank robbery suspect. Seeing the name reminded me of where I came from and why the need for hiding existed. I pushed the memories down. I’m not that person anymore. That person doesn’t exist. It wasn’t necessary to touch the necklace underneath my sweater as a reminder, but it had become a nervous habit. The locket was the only thing I had kept from that life.


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The door opened and Sheila showed my patient in. As my eyes met his, my heart stopped for what seemed like hours. After reading the file, I was afraid of this. How many Jackson McKenna’s could there be? The hair is shorter and the face is older, but it’s him. I would know those eyes anywhere. Jackson McKenna. He was my first love and indirectly, the reason I had to use a cane to walk farther than across the room.
I cleared my throat and stood, reaching out to shake his hand as I would with any new patient, hoping he didn’t recognize me.
“I’m Dr. Parker. Please make yourself comfortable, Officer McKenna, and we can get started.”
When I realized his right arm was in a sling and we couldn’t shake hands, I dropped mine back to my side. Picking up my notepad and pen, I hoped he didn’t see the way my hands were shaking.
“It’s actually Detective, not Officer.”
He sat on the couch across from me, observing with those hazel eyes that have haunted my dreams for ten years, and then he shook his head.
“You remind me of someone I used to know a long time ago.”



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Other books by L.A. Remenicky

Saving Cassie (Fairfield Corners #1)

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Ragan’s Song (Fairfield Corners Book Two)

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Sensual Diversions: 14 Sexy Shorts

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Awethology Dark

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The December Awethology Dark Volume

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L.A. Remenicky ~ Love Stories With A Twist

L.A. Remenicky is a forty-something wife and mother of three fur kids. A payroll professional by day, she writes out the stories in her head by night.

An avid reader all her life, she finally put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) during NaNoWriMo in 2012 and has never looked back. When she’s not typing away on her latest story with music playing in the background, she can usually be found spending time with her family and friends.

Email: LARemenicky@LavishPublishing.com




Google+:http://www.google.com/+LARemenickyauthor




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17 May 2016

Review: Heaven Is For Real by Todd Burpo

Heaven is for Real by Todd Burpo
Publisher: Thomas Nelson Publishing
Release Date: October 31, 2010
Book Format: Paperback
# of Pages: 163
Synopsis: (Taken From Goodreads)
A beautifully written glimpse into heaven that will encourage those who doubtand thrill those who believe.

Ron Hall, coauthor of Same Kind of Different as Me

Do you remember the hospital, Colton? Sonja said. Yes, mommy, I remember, he said. That s where theangels sang to me.

When Colton Burpo made it through an emergency appendectomy, his familywas overjoyed at his miraculous survival. What they weren t expecting, though, was the story that emerged in the months that followed a story as beautiful as itwas extraordinary, detailing their little boy s trip to heaven and back.

Colton, not yet four years old, told his parents he left his body during thesurgery and authenticated that claim by describing exactly what his parents weredoing in another part of the hospital while he was being operated on. He talked ofvisiting heaven and relayed stories told to him by people he met there whom hehad never met in life, sharing events that happened even before he was born. He also astonished his parents with descriptions and obscure details about heaven thatmatched the Bible exactly, though he had not yet learned to read.

With disarming innocence and the plainspoken boldness of a child, Colton tells of meeting long-departed family members. He describes Jesus, the angels, how really, really big God is, and how much God loves us. Retold by his father, but using Colton s uniquely simple words, Heaven Is for Real offers a glimpseof the world that awaits us, where as Colton says, Nobody is old and nobodywears glasses.

Heaven Is for Real will forever change the way you think of eternity, offeringthe chance to see, and believe, like a child."


My Review:
I bought Heaven is For Real by Todd Burpo with my own funds and this is my honest review.

I had been meaning to read Heaven is For Real since I bought my copy forever ago, and I am finally glad to say that I have read and enjoyed this story. I am not a very religious person myself, but this story was truly inspirational and I loved reading little Colton's story.

Three year old Colton and his family went through a hell of a ride during the time that Colton was so sick, and the fact that this little boy pulled through with the prayer from his family and their church and everyone else truly is a miracle.

The main idea of this story is that the little boy Colton, gets sick for some time. In the beginning his parents are convinced that his sickness is just a stomach bug that will pass and it seems to for a few days. But it comes back not long after and it does not go away. The little boy continues to get sicker and sicker, vomiting constantly all day long until his parents finally take him to the hospital. At the hospital, doctors do test after test coming up with nothing. They cannot find anything wrong but Colton just keeps getting sicker and sicker to the point that his parents think their little boy is going to die.

Eventually the doctors come to the conclusion that Colton is so sick because his appendix ruptured and his body has been filling with poison for a few days. Now that the problem has been identified, the doctors work hard to fix him up and eventually Colton is ready to go home. The bulk of the book talks about years after his hospital stay when he starts to talk to his parents about his stay in heaven. I will not give away any of the interesting things he says to his parents because that would just take away the fun from the book, but I have to say every time something came out of this little boys mouth he shocked his parents and I can imagine all of us readers were shocked too.

The book like I said before was a really beautiful story even for those who are not religious. I am so happy I finally took the time to sit down and really read this story and see what all the hype was about back when this came out as well as the movie which I want to watch now. In the end, the book definitely gets a 5 stars I loved reading through this family's story! 
 
 

10 May 2016

Blog Tour: How to be Cool by Annie Carr


How to be Cool by Annie Carr
Genre: YA Contemporary Fiction
Release Date: March 1st 2016
Publisher: Cascade Press
Summary from Goodreads:
Ethan will never be as cool as his twin brother Alex. Alex is a star football player and president of the senior class, while Ethan was born with cerebral palsy and needs crutches to walk. Laura will never be as cool as her perfect older sister Nikki. Nikki is everything Laura isn't—confident and gorgeous... until one night when Nikki is brutally raped and hospitalized, and Laura finds comfort in her new friend Ethan. Together, Ethan and Laura realize maybe you don't need to be cool tobe happy. Orto fall in love. And then a revelation about the attack shatters everything..

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I see  her out of the  corner of  my eye. Elsie  Kahn. Elsie of Mr.  Watson’s chemistry class  fame, the  girl  who  (accidentally?)  set  her  homework  on  fire  with  the  flame  from  her  Bunsen  burner. She got about as red as I’d ever seen a person get as Mr. Watson chewed her out in front of the whole class.It seems like Elsie isn’t having a better day today. She’s running for the last of the school buses, but  the  driver  doesn’t  see  her,  and  it’s  obvious  this  is  going  to  be  a  major  fail.  Her  hair  is whipping  behind  her  head  and  her  cheeks  are  all  pink  with  exertion.  She’s  screaming, “ Wait! Wait!” It probably needs to be said about Elsie: she isn’t pretty. I’m not saying that in a mean way like my brother would, just in a factual way. She’s not. Her body is pretty nice, or at least it was the day of the chemistry fire, when she was wearing a maroon skirt that fell just above her knees and a  clingy  black  shirt.  And  she’s  got  nice  hair  too—strawberry  blond  and  silky.  But  it’s  obvious even from where I’m standing that Elsie had been born with a cleft lip, and it didn’t get repaired right. You can see where the pieces of her upper lip don’t quite come together evenly.So Elsie isn’t pretty. Big deal. The fact is, she’s something even better than pretty.She’s attainable.Owen comes out of the school at that moment, and I can see the pit stains on his shirt under his open  jacket. He apparently worked up quite the sweat running to five different classrooms. But the  good  news  is,  he’s  holding  his  Spanish  book  triumphantly  above  his  head. “ It  was  in  the bathroom!”  he declares.The  bathroom?  Are  you  kidding  me?  And  now  this  book  is  going  to  be  in my  car?  Lucky  for him, I’ve got other things on my mind.“ Hey...”  I nudge Owen. “ Elsie missed her bus. Maybe we should offer her a ride home.” Owen looks up in Elsie’s direction. He makes a face like he’s not thrilled about the idea, but then shrugs and sprints  for the car. “ I guess so. But she has to sit  in the back.”  Did I  mention Owen has already claimed eternal shotgun?I look over at Elsie, and all of a sudden, I’m really nervous. If Elsie says yes, she will be the first girl  to  ride  in  my  car,  with  the  exception  of  my  mom.  I try  not  to  drive  myself  crazy  with  the possibilities. I run my tongue over my teeth, because I don’t want there to be any spinach stuck in them (or whatever that green stuff was at lunch). Then I tighten my grip on the handles of my forearm crutches, and start limping awkwardly in Elsie’s direction.Elsie’s got her phone in her hand and she looks like she’s seconds away from bursting into tears. “ Elsie?”  I say.  And of course,  my  voice cracks,  like I’m  freaking thirteen  years old. I clear  my throat, hoping she didn’t notice.Elsie looks up in surprise. “ Yes?”
“ Uh...”  I can feel the heat in my face—I’m sure Elsie can see it too. I focus on getting the words out  and  not  on  how  silky  Elsie’s  hair  looks. “ I’ve  got  a  car,  so,  um,  if  you  need  a  ride  or something...” Elsie  is staring at  me, which  if  you ask  me,  is kind of bad manners. First she  stares at my  face, but  I’m  okay  with  that.  There’s  nothing  wrong  with  my  face.  All  right,  I’m  not,  like,  Mr. Handsome or anything like my brother, but I’m not a guy who walked into a wall either.Then  her  eyes  drop  and  she’s  looking  down  at  my  crutches  and  my  legs.  That  part  I’m  not thrilled about. I’ve got braces going up to the knee on the right and up to the hip on the left. Even with the braces, my left leg always seems to rotate inward so that my left foot points about forty-five degrees toward the right one. Elsie keeps on staring for what feels like five hours, but if I’m being honest, it’s probably more like fifteen seconds. Not that it makes much difference. It’s long enough, anyway.Elsie glances over at a group of girls standing nearby, watching us curiously. “ No, thanks,”  Elsie says, then she turns back to her phone.Rejected. Ouch.Elsie  turns  away  from  me,  letting  me  know  that  there’s  zero  point  in  trying  to  persuade  her. Yeah, as if I would. If Elsie doesn’t want to be in a car with me, then I’m not going to beg. Let her find her own goddamn ride home at this hour. Good luck with that, Elsie.I make my way over to my car, where Owen is waiting. He’s leaning against the hood, probably making a huge dent in it. “ So is she coming?” I dig  my keys out of  my pocket and shrug  like I  couldn’t care less. “ She  found another ride,” I say.



08 May 2016

Review: Burning Midnight by Will McIntosh

Burning Midnight by Will McIntosh
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Release Date: February 2, 2016
Book Format: ARC
# of Pages: 309
Synopsis: (Taken from Goodreads)
Seventeen-year-old David Sullivan’s life is about to change—all because of one tiny, priceless item found in the murky bottom of a Brooklyn water tower.

Sully is a sphere dealer at a flea market. It doesn’t pay much—Alex Holliday’s stores have muscled out most of the independent sellers—but it helps him and his mom make rent.

No one knows where the brilliant-colored spheres came from. One day they were just there, hidden all over the earth like huge gemstones. Burn a pair and they make you a little better: an inch taller, skilled at math, better-looking. The rarer the sphere, the more expensive—and the greater the improvement.

When Sully meets Hunter, a girl with a natural talent for finding spheres, the two start searching together. One day they find a Gold—a color no one has ever seen. And when Alex Holiday learns what they have, he will go to any lengths, will use all of his wealth and power, to take it from them.

There’s no question the Gold is worth millions, but what does it actually do? None of them is aware of it yet, but the fate of the world rests on this little golden orb. Because all the world fights over the spheres, but no one knows where they come from, what their powers are, or why they’re here.

My Review:
I received this book from the publisher and this is my honest review.

Burning Midnight by Will McIntosh is about a world (I would like to think in the future) that has been affected by the dropping of millions of little spheres which give a certain ability to the individual who burns said sphere. There are a plethora of different colors which have different abilities and are all ranked on the rarity chart talked about in the book. The main character, Sully was famous for finding the rarest sphere cherry red which leads to the second wave of spheres all over the world. Millionaire Alex Holliday paid Sully and his mom off for the sphere but then cut them off when he realized the cherry red did nothing but lead to more spheres.  

The premise of this novel was not what I expected, but I loved every second of it while reading. The concept of colorful spheres being hidden all over the world, and if burned they would give off abilities like being able to sleep anywhere anytime, good looks or incredible strength is nothing I have ever read before so I could not but the book down. One of my favorite parts in this book was the times Sully set up his sphere booth at the flea market. The book seemed to take place in the future, and so the fact that it had elements of the past (being the flea market) was nice and kept me especially connected since I used to go with my family to set up at flea markets all the time.

I also enjoyed the relationship between Sully and all of the other characters. He and Hunter were cute together, I enjoyed the fact that it was not love at first sight but did appreciate that Hunter pretty much gave Sully a run for his money. She was a spitfire and I loved her personality, I have to say her character brought out every single emotion a human could have from time to time. Sully also had a good relationship with his best friend Dom, I feel as though there are not that many good bro friendships in books, or on TV anymore. These two had a relationship they were both there for each other no matter what happens they had each others back and that was really great to see.

My last thoughts about this book would be that it is so refreshing to read something original, there were no vampires or werewolves. Everything in this book was nothing I had ever heard of before, and I enjoyed every minute of it. I definitely recommend this book and am excited to read other works by this author in the future.


05 April 2016

Reelease Day: Fear My Mortality by Everly Frost

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In a world where people are invulnerable to illness and death, with lives spanning hundreds of years, a sixteen-year-old becomes witness to the impossible – her brother’s failure to regenerate after death after which she suspects that she too may be mortal.
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Everly Frost wrote her first story when she was nine. She grew up in a country town, lived for a little while in Japan, and worked for several years in Canberra, Australia's capital city. Now, Everly lives in Brisbane, Australia, with her husband and two children. She doesn't speak Japanese so often anymore, has left the cold Canberra winters behind, but has never stopped writing.
 
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04 April 2016

Release Day Blitz + Excerpt: When I'm With You by Harper Sloan

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We are very excited to announce the release date of When I'm With You by Harper Sloan. The release for the third book in the Hope Town series will be April 26.

Enjoy this sexy excerpt while you wait!

WhenImWithYou_FrontCover_LoRes Nate: It’s nearly impossible to be surrounded by love but not understand it. My parents, my sister, and just about everyone around us has no trouble accepting that love. To give your trust to someone else and believe they would die before hurting you. I’ve witnessed it—I’ve seen the power of it—but I’ve also seen the pain. Because for me, I’ve only loved someone I could never have, and my biggest fear is that by giving her my love, all I would do is ruin her. I should have tried harder, but I’m not sure I can because I only feel complete when I’m with her. Emberlyn: The only time I feel like I belong is when he’s near. His infectious smile warms me straight to my bones. Any insecurities I have vanish with just a wink from him. A sliver of his attention makes me feel invincible. But all it took was one drunken night of truths for me to lose everything I had begun to crave. Now, I’m not sure how to move on because I only feel complete when I’m with him.   He said I was too young. I said he was perfect. He said our families wouldn’t understand. I said we could weather any storm. He said he would ruin me. And he was right.  
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“I want you so bad,” I mumble through the arousal rushing and flowing over every inch of my body, tingling up every nerve and swimming around inside me in overdrive.  “I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” I continue, my words coming out in a pant as I rock my hips. “Ember,” he warns when I jerk my hips out of his unforgiving hold, giving us both the friction we’re in the need of when my wet and swollen lips slide against his erection.  “Stop,” he barks in a deep rumble, his neck straining as he takes my hips again between his hands. “Never.”  I let my head roll back and start to pick up my movements, each thrust up getting the attention to my clit that has the burn in my core starting to fire up my spine, wrapping around me as it climbs through my body, gearing up to explode. “Fuck!” he roars. Before I realize what’s happening, he's flipping us.  My head lands in my pillows, just a breath away from the headboard in the center of my bed.  It takes me a second, still clinging to the climax that had been just seconds away from taking over, and I push my hair off my face with both hands.  When I look down my body, I almost retreat when I see the feral expression on the man kneeling between my spread legs. He takes huge body rocking gulps of air, his chest heaving with their power.  His hair is a loose mess hanging free to dance at his shoulders, a few pieces falling into his face that he either doesn’t notice or just doesn’t care about. And his eyes are focused downward. If I didn’t believe he was fighting the same all-consuming feelings as I was, I would have thought that his downcast gaze was for another reason, but seeing those brilliant emerald eyes locked on my very exposed and wet sex, I know that I’m the reason he’s being slammed with a hungered need. The power I feel seeing his reaction to my excitement is a high I never want to live without.  Something that I will wake up thinking about and fantasize every second we’re apart, trying to think of new ways to make him come alive like this.  That uncontrollable, feverishly strong emotion he’s wearing can only be an aftereffect of our chemistry.  Until it burns so bright that it’s exploding around us like a brilliantly beautiful display of fireworks. And with that thought, he makes a sound low in his throat, pushing forward in the next breath to cover my body with his as his mouth takes mine in a deep, bruising kiss.  His underwear still keeping him from me completely, but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting against my body as if he was already inside me.  Each time he slams against me, the headboard slaps against the wall and my eyes roll back in my head. It was foolish of me to think I would ever be able to control this man once I saw the fierceness burning in his scrutiny break free of his careful control.  When I try to push my hands into his hair, he breaks our kiss with a hiss and narrows his eyes at me. “You’re not to touch me, Ember.  Not at all.  I’m so worked up right now because of you. I’m about to fucking come all over myself and the only place that’s going to feel my fucking come will be the inside of your pussy.  Do not test me by putting those wicked little hands on my body until I can take my time to show you what it’s really like to take while giving.” “Please,” I rasp past my dry throat, needing that so desperately. “No, not please.  From this point on, the only word I want to hear from your lips is my name.  Moan, groan, scream out your pleasure, but you say no other word than my name.  I want to hear you scream that, Ember,” he stresses with a hard thrust.  “You don’t come until I tell you to,” he rumbles deep in his throat.  I lose his eyes as he bends to trace my ear with the tip of his tongue before whispering against it.  “And when you do, you had better do it loud enough to feel pain in your throat from the pleasure I’ll give your pussy.” “Take me,” I beg, trying to rock against him, but his weight on me restricts my movements. “Nate,” he grunts in my ear.  “No more fucking words but my name.  Know who is claiming you.  Let the whole fucking world hear who is taking you and making you his.” He runs his hands up each of my arms, stretching them out until I can almost feel the edge of my mattress and his hands are curling around my fingers. “Hold on,” he commands with a wink.


Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand. Facebook | Website | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | Goodreads | Amazon Author Page
 
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