Category: Books

*Blogtober Day 17*Devils With Halos Cover Reveal

Title: Devils with Halos
Series: Malignant #1
Author: Natalie Bennett
Genre: Dark Romance
Release Date: October 31, 2018
Cover Design: Raven Designs
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Ma-lig-nant
Adjective.
1. Malevolent
2. Very virulent or infectious.
 
Charm is deceptive. 
We were taken in the middle of the night.
 
Beauty is deceitful.
They called it an institution for the diseased.
 
Freedom is an illusion.
Our choices were no longer our own.
Our bodies became their exclusive property.
Our lives no longer mattered.
 
Survival is subjective.
We’d all done terrible things.
We all had demons.
We all had secrets.
And the truth would destroy everything. 
Natalie Bennett is the creator of erotic stories that always come with a warning label. She writes about depraved alpha a**holes and women that love to hate them. Her books don’t follow any specific tropes, have no set word counts, and tend to deviate from traditional HEA’s.
 
When she isn’t in front of her computer she’s spending time with her husband and their three little boys.
 
Natalie is an avid fan of caramel frappes, horror movies, Shameless, and of course, reading.
 
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*Blogtober day 14* Sunday Roundup

Been a busy week trying to keep up with posting everyday, I am trying but now I need to schedule some more for next week.

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Lets check out my posts this week in case you missed them:

*Blogtober day 8*Goodread’s Monday

*Blogtober day 8*Famous – New Release

*Blogtober day 9*TTT – Autumn – Goals, Bucket List, And TBR

*Blogtober day 9*What Makes Us Stronger

*Blogtober day 10*My Sons Bookshelf – Children’s Books.

*Blogtober day 11*Best Books To Read For Halloween – By Goodreads

*Blogtober day 11*The Messenger Book Tour

*Blogtober day 12*Cosy Place To Read

*Blogtober day 13*The Blogger Tag

 

Still Currently Reading:

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Favourite Songs:

High Hopes by Panic At The Disco

Avril Lavigne – Head Above Water

 

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*Blogtober day 10*My Sons Bookshelf – Children’s Books.

Hello my lovelies, a different bookshelf today…. my son is 3 months old and we have started introducing books to him. He loves colourful and is really starting to take interest. I have even added two books that were mine when I was young.

His room is quite small so we opted for some bookshelf ledges from Homebase. This is only a small collection I plan to add so many more. His first two shelves include :

  • A world of Winnie the pooh ( this was mine from when I was little, lots of stories and a well loved book).
  • Double book pack Room on the Broom and a snail on the whale, which is on the reverse (baby shower gift).
  • The tale of Benjamin bunny (received this on my baby shower).
  • Tyrannosaurus drip ( from our stay in Bristol hospital a charity called cots for tots gave every child in the NICU a book. This was Clayne’s and he loves it).
  • Beatrix potter ( collection of stories, again this was mine from childhood).
  • Lion king.

  • Beowolf
  • Old Mac Donald heard a parp. ( got this as a baby shower gift did not realise I had to make noises in the story haha, was a laugh between me and Craig).
  • Shiver me timbers.
  • The other two little books I received from my health visitor as a way to encourage all children to be read to by their parents.

 

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*Blogtober day 9*TTT – Autumn – Goals, Bucket List, And TBR

Whilst browsing around I came across a great post idea by Kathy@Books and Munches.  Her Top Ten Tuesday for Autumn, she included her Blog goals up until the end of December, Bucket list and a list of books to read by the end of the year.  Thought I would jump on the idea.

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Seasonal Goals

Book / blog – related:

  • Post 3 times a week.
  • Post on Instagram 3 times a week.
  • Do less promotional post.
  • Improve my photography/ link photos.
  • Read 8 books before the end of the year

Personal / health – related:

  • Get a better routine at home
  • Get out the house more, join some baby groups.
  • Try to cook more healthy dishes
  • Start my journey to my goal weight.

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Bucket List

  • Watch Hocus Pocus like every year.
  • Go for an Autumn walk.
  • Start swimming with my boy.
  • Try a pumpkin latte

Autumn TBR

Now this is a huge challenge for me.  I am still reading Torment which is taking me a while. But I really want to read these 8 books before the end of the year.

 

What are some things you want to do this Autumn / Fall? Or Spring?
Reading goals, other goals, bucket list?
Tell me all about it; maybe I’ll even add to my own!
What’s your favourite thing to eat / drink that has pumpkin in it?

 

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*Blogtober day 8*Famous – New Release

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Stumbling across a girl bleeding to death in the snow isn’t my idea of a good time. Neither is risking this life I’ve so carefully built that’s based on never being found.

If I leave her, she dies.

If I help her, my whole life goes to hell.

Well, fuck.

Kate
After my ex did me dirty and left me to bleed to death in the show, I should have died.

But I didn’t.

The guy who saved me? He’s got a secret as vast as the white wilderness around us.

If I leave, I die.

If I help him, my whole life changes.

What now?

Each book in the Labeled series can be read without having ready any other and in any order. This book is a standalone with dirty language, steamy scenes, and a happily ever after. Enjoy!

Only £0.99 via Amazon Kindle UK

*Blogtober day 6*Top 10 anticipated Book releases in October

Thought we could all have a little look at the top 10 releases on Goodreads becoming available in October .  Check out the link to see many many more.

 

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Maverick – Release Tour

Title: Maverick
Series: Hell’s Handlers MC
Author: Lilly Atlas
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: August 14, 2018
Stephanie Little firmly believes the world exists in two states: right and wrong, good and evil, unlawful and law-abiding. She chose her side the moment she joined the FBI and pledged to rid the world of as many criminals as possible.
 
Maverick is everything Stephanie isn’t: inked, pierced, flirty, masculine as sin, but most of all, an outlaw. When corruption in Stephanie’s crime-fighting world lands her in the clutches of a dangerous gangster, Maverick is there to keep her sane and battle for her protection. 
With Stephanie’s neat existence so turned around that she can no longer distinguish the good from the evil, she finds herself thrust into a world so gray she can’t see three feet in front of her face. To survive the confusion, she turns to the only person who keeps her grounded—the sexy outlaw who melts her heart and weakens her knees.
But law enforcement and criminals can never mix. Not in the way her body and heart are begging for. At some point, someone is going to learn her secret, and when that happens, her fierce protector could become her greatest enemy.

The world existed in two states: right and wrong.
At least that’s how Stephanie Little had always seen it.
A clear, divisive line separating saints and sinners kept life manageable.
Good and evil.
Truth and lies.
Rule followers and rule breakers.
Criminals and law-abiding citizens.
All the murky gray areas and half-truths were just excuses and loopholes for people who weren’t willing to make the right choices.
After careful consideration, Stephanie always made the right choice or at least she tried to. And if she didn’t, she owned it and faced the consequences of her actions.
The split between right and wrong was what drew her to law enforcement straight out of high-school. Well, that and the fact that she grew up with the police chief for a father.
Born and raised in Pittsburg, she’d hardcore hero worshiped her father through her childhood. He’d received countless commendations for his life-saving work reducing the murder and crime rates in their city.
Stephanie had wanted that. Craved the opportunity to leave that kind of mark on the world. Rid the planet of some darkness and inject good back for those who deserved it. Those who followed the rules and lived in the light.
So, at twenty-one, with a shiny new criminal justice degree, she’d joined the police academy. Dreams of confiscating drugs, saving kidnapped children, and locking up murders powered her to the top of her class.
On the eve of graduation, her father showed up at the apartment she shared with another female cadet. In a matter of twenty minutes, he’d shattered Stephanie’s perfectly compartmentalized world.
“Steppy,” he’d said in the way her younger brother used to say her name. Jake had trouble with the F sound until he was four, but by then the name stuck and she’d been Steppy to her family from then on. “I know you’re excited to graduate and eager to dive into your first position with the PPD, but I need to tell you something important.”
She’d frowned and leaned her head on her father’s broad shoulder. “What’s that, Dad?”
“The world doesn’t always work the way you think it does, Step. You see black and you see white. Well, honey, in the real world, those colors don’t even exist. It’s all a grayscale. You need to know that, really know it, in order to survive the life you chose for yourself. There may be things you’re called on to do that don’t fit neatly into the boxes you’ve created.”
That conversation was the beginning of the end of her relationship with her father. She’d smiled, nodded, and told him what he wanted to hear, but rolled her eyes the moment he left. He was older, nearing retirement, out of touch with the way the world worked.
Such youthful arrogance and ignorance.
But Stephanie managed to hold on to her ideals through her first year on the force. Even when her father lost his position in a shameful bribery scandal that earned him fifteen years in prison, she hadn’t budged.
He’d done the crime, he deserved the time.
Then, somehow, she made it through two years working for the FBI before her perfectly divided world was smashed to bits. And it wasn’t smashed with a sledgehammer either. No, a damn wrecking ball in the form on an undercover assignment crashed through the glass house she lived in, launching millions of sharp shards at her delicate skin.
And it hurt.
God, did it hurt.
“One more chance, bitch. What the fuck are you doin’ here?” some dead-eyed brute asked her about five seconds after his fist connected with her face.
For the second time.
The second punch disoriented her for a second. Long enough to lose her sense of upright and meet the ground.
On all fours, with palms and knees throbbing from the bits of gravel and dirt embedded in the skin, Stephanie spit out blood that had pooled in her mouth from the split lip. “Hiking,” she said, the sound a bit muffled from her swollen lip. “Got lost.”
And…damn…who knew talking with a split lip would hurt so damn much. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she’d rather die than let one of those suckers slip free. She wasn’t the toughest of chicks out there…physically at least. A few arrests during her time as a beat cop had resulted in physical altercations with bumps and bruising. She’d always put on a tough mask in front of her fellow cops but bawled like a baby in the privacy of her own home.
Dead-eyes threw back his head and laughed before looking at his buddy, a guy so overweight, Stephanie was pretty sure she could outrun him even if they broke both her legs. “You believe this bitch, Top?” he asked the larger man.
Top grunted and shook his head, his many chins wobbling like Jello. “Fuck no. No reason for a bitch to be hiking out here, Shark. Ain’t even any fuckin’ trails.”
Like he would know?
Stephanie bit back the smart-assed remark on the tip of her tongue. Silence was her best bet. Plus, this little gangbanger pow-wow gave her a second to reorient and breath through the pain.
“What about you, King? You believe her?” The man called Shark asked the man on his right and Stephanie held her breath.
This was it. Her way out. Sure, there’d be hell to pay later for the rookie-level mistake of getting busted snooping in the woods outside their compound, but she’d take an ass chewing form her boos over being beat to shit or worse by pissed off gang members.
All her partner, Eric, or King to these pieces of shit had to say was that he believed her. Saw her tromping around like an idiot. Spotted her looking lost and stupid in the woods. He could volunteer to drop her somewhere and scare the piss out of her so she wouldn’t talk.
Shark and the Top dude were scary as fuck and she wanted gone in the worst way.
“No I don’t fuckin’ believe this, bitch,” King said, lifting his military grade rifle and stomping forward until the weapon was pressed dead center against her forehead. “I say we just waste her now. Bury her and get back to those bitches we left naked and needy.”
What. The. Fuck.
Stephanie had never worked so hard in her life as she did to keep the shock off her face and the vile words in her mouth.
Calm down.
King wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be. Her partner was a veteran FBI agent for crying out loud. There had to be a plan to get her out bouncing around in his head.
That knowledge helped her relax despite the fact one twitch of King’s finger would splatter her brains all over the Tennessee woods.
“Nah,” Shark said. “Where’s the fun in that? Let’s take her with us. A few hours hanging with the boys and she’ll be ready to talk.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
She stared hard into King’s eyes trying to send him a mental message. This was as bad for him as it was for her. They’d torture her for information and she’d crack.
Everyone cracked.
Especially if they had zilch training in enduring torture.
“Who gives a fuck why she’s here? Let me kill her and be fuckin done with it.”
Stephanie was in serious danger of puking all over the forest floor. As she stared at her partner of two years, the partner who taught her everything she knew about working for the FBI, the partner who teased her endlessly for her opinions on the black and white nature of the world, his lips quirked.
And she knew.
There were no fucking shades of gray.
She’d been right all along.
Only black. Only white.
And King had officially been swallowed by the darkness.
He’d always told her working undercover would change her view of the world. That undercover agents often had to live the life of a criminal and learn to deal with living in the shadows for the sake of doing good. But this wasn’t a case of doing what he had to maintain cover. This was a monster who wore human skin for a time and managed to fool even the most skeptical.
“What the fuck did I say, King?” Shark asked. “I want her at the compound. You can kill her eventually, but it’s been a shit week. The boys need some fun first.”
Stephanie swallowed. Boys? Fun?
There weren’t too many ways to interpret that.
The gun fell away from her head and she sat back on her heels.
Why? What was so appealing about this lifestyle that a decorated FBI agent would do a one-eighty and betray everything he once stood for.
Money?
Frustration with the system?
Sticking it to the man?
It seemed too dramatic to be making a point.
The ultimate hissy fit.
“Let’s roll,” Shark said, turning on his heel and strolling toward the building she could see through the trees in the distance.
The fat one leered at her for a second more before waddling after his master like an overfed but well-trained dog.
Somewhat alone with her partner, Stephanie rose to her feet. Whatever was about to happen, it would happen while she was on her knees in front of him. He’d have to look her full in the eye. For one second, she had the insane urge to call out to Shark. To yell as loud as she could and let the scumbag know his precious King was an undercover FBI agent.
It wouldn’t matter if he pledged his loyalty to Shark forever. He’d be killed. That’s how it worked with gangs.
Nothing less than he deserved at that moment.
But she didn’t give into that urge. Because it would be wrong.
And she always chose right.
“Why?” she whispered when Shark was out of earshot.
King grunted and shook his head. “So fucking naïve, Stephanie. You always have been. It’s all gray out here.”
No. She refused to believe it. This situation was clearly not on any gray spectrum. King was evil. Plain and simple.
“No, Eric, I’m not naïve. But you sure are a fucking traitor.”
“You’ll never get it. And you’ll never survive this world. Wake the fuck up,” King said as he thrust his right arm forward and rammed the butt of his rifle into her head.
His murderous expression was the last thing she saw before her vision blacked.
Lilly Atlas is a contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of two spunky girls. By day she works as a physical therapist for a hospital in Virginia. Lilly is an avid romance reader, and expects her Kindle to beg for mercy every time she downloads a new eBook. Thankfully, it hasn’t happened yet, and she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
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