Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Book Review of Finding Esta (Supes #1) by Shah Wharton

Book Review of Finding Esta (Supes #1) by Shah Wharton
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Published: December 19th 2012 by WordsinSync Publications (Soon also available in print)
ASIN: B00APXGKFQSeries: Supes #1


As an empath, Luna yearns for love and acceptance, for an end to her chronic isolation. Unable to touch, she settles for the lover’s caress of a stranger who visits her dreams, and her only friends in the world are Shadows – spirits who reside within in her fragile mind, seeking refuge from the Shadow Lands.

Always desperate to earn parental respect, and to solve a twenty-year-old child abduction case, she travels to Cornwall to Esta’s family home, situated on an abandoned cul-de-sac. Searching for clues to her tragic fate, she finds much more than she bargained for. A whole new reality is revealed, one where her accursed abnormalities are clarified, but her only friends vanish.

More alone than ever and desperate for answers, Luna struggles to retain a sense of identity, and the light grip on reality she’s been used to.

Will she find Esta, and if so, will she live to tell her story? More terrifyingly, who will care enough to listen, and who will ever care enough about Luna?

About the Author:

In short, I love to read and to write. I enjoy lurking within the creepy folds of my imagination, and exploring the imaginary worlds of others. Movies and theatre are also hugely enjoyable for this reason.

We also have a pup called Bobby – A big, bounding German Shepherd who is going to grow to an enormous stature – his paws are almost as big as my husband’s hands! After only a few months, he has filled our lives with furry fun-times, and blossomed in our hearts. My husband and I also enjoy travel, visiting our family in UK because we live in Dubai for his work, and damn good food. Oh, and I can’t forget my love for exceptional tea, coffee and wine.


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            Inititally I wasn’t really into this  book. Things have been rough at home with ill parents and a busy schedule, but the by a couple chapters in I was hooked.  I loved that Luna was so nonpulsed by the whole craziness in her life.  She sees ghosts that she refers to as shadows... one of which lives in her head.  The whole dialogue with the ghosts and stuff was so funny.  Then she loses them and she’s totally helpless because she’s always relied on them.

            The kicking butt ending where she stands up to her lifetime bullies was my favorite part.  The only bad thing is waiting for the next book to find out what happens next.

            Great kick action series.  Good for teens as there is no inapproriate (she is tempted but never follows through) behavior.  It’s a book I wouldn’t be upset my teenage daughter read.

            I give this book 4.5 out of 5 clouds.

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Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Book Review of Coming Together: With Curves

Book Review of Coming Together: With Curves,
edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse

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Blurb :
Curvy girls and the men (and women!) that love them is the theme of this charity anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.
From Zumba classes to Burlesque dancers, all kinds of big and beautiful women are portrayed between the pages of this book. Read about birthday surprises, smut at the gym, horse riders, lusty couples, naughty neighbours, skilled bakers, rope bondage and misunderstandings from some of erotica’s best authors.
Sales proceeds benefit Parkinson’s UK.
Contents: Six Lengths of Red Hemp (Tilly Hunter), Cross Trainer Number Four (Lily Harlem), Bella Buxom, Just Squeeze Me (JoAnne Kenrick), Captivated (Elizabeth Lapthorne), Red Rag to a Bull (Victoria Blisse), Girl Next Door (Bella Blake), Lush Buns (Sommer Marsden), The Big Reveal (Giselle Renarde), The Wrong End of the Stick (Lucy Felthouse), Riding School (Bella Blake), Flesh For Fantasy (Lexie Bay).


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Bonnie stifled a sigh. He was doing it again. Staring at her, as he had been every day that week. She was on a fortnight’s training course through work. She was the only one from her office who’d been sent. As a result, she knew no one and ended up sitting alone in the college’s cafeteria at lunchtimes. She’d had a couple of invites from kindly people also on her course, but she’d turned them down. It wasn’t that she was being rude or anti-social, she just hated people to see her eat. She was a big girl—that was putting it politely—and when people saw her eat, she could feel the judgment rolling off them in waves, the thoughts that she was fat because she ate so much.

It wasn’t true. About what she ate, that was. She was fat, and there was no denying it. But it certainly wasn’t her doing. She’d been born to large parents, and despite a healthy diet and plenty of exercise, she was still overweight. All she ever managed to shift was a pound or two here and there, and that was hardly noticeable, particularly on a woman her size. She kept at it, though, resigned to being a larger lady, but determined not to get any bigger.

Because she’d always been big, she was used to the snide comments, the dirty and derisive looks, the open stares. So it didn’t upset her any more, but she still got irritated when people simply gawped at her. Surely one glance was enough for them to ascertain that yes, she was a shapely girl, and then move on. In most cases it was, particularly if she glared at the person in question. But not with this guy. She was sure he was trying to be subtle, because he often averted his gaze as she trained hers on him. But even if he’d looked away, she could tell by the position of his head and body that he’d been peeking at her. Again.

Now, on day seven, she was almost at boiling point. What the hell was his problem? Had no one ever told him it was rude to stare? She was on the verge of doing just that.

Eating her lunch was an unpleasant task, knowing she was being observed. If she hadn’t been so damn hungry, she’d have left it. But she’d been running late that morning and had committed that mortal sin—missing breakfast. So her chicken salad—with no dressing—was absolutely necessary to avoid making herself feel ill, or passing out, so she devoured every last morsel. She ate faster than she normally would, not because she was being greedy, but because the sooner she finished eating, the sooner she’d stop feeling so damn self-conscious about the guy across the room watching her.

She decided to give him one last chance. When she’d finished her lunch, she’d drink her carton of apple juice, then sit for a few seconds, doing nothing. If he continued to look at her, she was going to stomp over there and give him what for. If he didn’t, then she’d carry on with life and do her best to forget about him and his rudeness.

Deep down, she knew she was going to have to go over and say something to him. After seven days, he wasn’t going to suddenly amend his habits. She was just being a bit of a wimp, really, hoping to find some way of getting out of confrontation, because she didn’t like it, not one bit, and it was absolutely a last resort. Unfortunately, she couldn’t think of a single other way of stopping him from doing it. Perhaps she could put up a sign in front of her saying “Please stop staring at me.” But if he couldn’t take the hint when she’d glared at him, he wouldn’t take any notice of a piece of paper.

Several minutes later, her salad was gone and she moved onto her drink. With a sinking feeling in her gut, she saw he was just as interested in her now as he had been when she’d been eating. Damn, confrontation it was then.

Draining the carton, she gathered her plate, cutlery and other rubbish onto her tray, stood up and slid it onto the rack nearest her. Then she returned to her table, grabbed her bag, pulled in a deep breath through her nostrils and marched over to the Peeping Tom. She slid out the chair opposite him and sat down on it.

Okay, I admit it, I’m a larger woman.  Part of it is genetics and part is the medication I’m on…I know this because I maintained my weight at 185 plus or minus 5 pounds for 15 years, then I went on birth control and in 3 months my weight was 230 pounds.  Since then I have had a gastric bi-pass got back to my ideal weight of 180 pounds, maintained for 5 years, got fibromyalgia and RA and went right back up.  I know it’s not what I eat because I barely eat enough to keep myself healthy.  As a heavy woman it’s frustrating.   We get stares from other women and men, some dirty looks, and terribly unhelpful comments like “Don’t eat pasta” or “she really shouldn’t eat dessert” when I haven’t eaten pasta for months and I rarely eat dessert.  Quite frankly, you skinny people need to eat more and quit picking on people when you have no idea what is going on with them.  Okay, rant over.

I’m just saying as a larger woman, I appreciate a sexy novel about larger women.  Usually the woman is this tiny little thing the man can pick up and tote around in his pocket.  Let’s face it, that’s not normal.  My husband appreciates my curves and I like being sexy.  I work hard to find lingerie that makes me feel sexy and is comfortable for a larger woman.  Honestly, my husband is okay with naked, but I have kids so we try to keep that confined to the bedroom. ;)

            I loved this book.  The stories were sexy, the women lusted after because of their size and curves.  I appreciated the erotic pictures created that lauded the curves and bulges that all women have and that larger women have in abundance.  We should be worshiped for our curves and bounty.  Yes, we want to be healthy,, but we also want to be loved for who we are…size and all.

I give this book 4 out of 5 clouds and a 6 on the chili pepper rating scale.

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Monday, June 10, 2013

Book Review of Faelon

Book Review of Faelon
   Sponsored by Enchanted Book Tours

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Title: Faelon
Author: A.J. Kelton
Genre: M/M Paranormal Romance

Blurb : 

Who knew that loving a Nephilim could be so dangerous.

Faelon, a 3000-year-old nephilim, fleeing a demonic master, found safety with the church. He has repaid their kindness by translating various artifacts. Father Donovan has watched as Faelon became a recluse, fearing those who would harm him.

Jax, wanting a change, moves to Salem, MA where he finds work as a churches security guard. Not believing that Faelon is a nephilim, he is forced to confront his own beliefs in the supernatural.

Can he learn to accept Faelon, and be the master he requires? Or lose the man he loves to the demons who would harm him.

Author Bio

AJ Kelton are the dynamic writing team of Angel and Jordan. The couple met online several years ago on an Alexander fan site and have been friends ever since. Angel soon found that Jordan had a flare for storytelling with several half-finished stories on her computer. Angel encouraged Jordan to finish the stories and with help in creative description she decided to send the stories off to MLR press. They were both shocked and excited when they got the news that Faelon was accepted for publication. While Jordan may have a flare for storytelling she doesn’t enjoy the smaller details in getting a story ready for publication. That is where Angel comes in; she spends countless hours getting the story ready after line edits, going over each line in proofing and formatting, making decisions such as covers and fonts, all things that Jordan just has problems focusing on.

Angel is always on the lookout for her perfect mate, a cross between Ethan from Under the Australian Sky  and Evan from  Marco.  Until Mr. Perfect appears at her door, or in front of her booth wanting an autograph she loves to read, take pictures and attend concerts of all kinds. She loves all things 80’s. Angel lives in Texas with her two dogs, Daisy a beagle who she insists is nothing like snoopy and her Chihuahua Bonita.

When not writing Jordan loves to read anything from Amish romance to the dark taboo books of fiction both M/M and Het. She is a very avid reader, except when writing because she doesn’t want to be influenced by what she is reading. Jordan loves to travel and often her latest vacation spots show up in his books. While Jordan is always looking for that perfect place to live at the moment she can be found in Kansas.

Both writers have solo projects coming out in the future, Angel with Misunderstandings under the name Angel Rothamel.  Jordan with Legion under the name Rider Jacobs.
Both authors would love to hear from you. You can contact them via their web page You can also find them on Facebook under both AJ Kelton,  Angel Rothamel and Rider Jacobs.

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Book Excerpts
Jax shivered as a cold wind blew through the door and ate up the warmth of the heater. It looked as if a storm was going to come in that night. Jax hoped it didn’t include ice and snow, but this was New England in October, so it was entirely probable.

“Did you walk?” He looked out past Faelon and didn’t see a car.

Faelon smiled as he watched Jax, waiting patiently to be invited in. “Yes, I walked. I don’t have a car, and it wasn’t that far really. Can I come in, or are you trying to heat up the whole outside? I will admit that there is a chill in the air; we might have snow by morning, but I don’t think your small heater will prevent winter.”

Jax shook his head, shaking himself out of his thoughts. “Of course, come in.”

“Thank you.” Faelon nodded, stepping into the house. He looked around at the front room. “Nice, cozy and so forth.”

“I haven’t lived here long, a couple of months.” Jax shrugged. “I guess I just never really thought about giving it more of a personality.”

“I like the way the house feels,” Faelon countered. “It suits you perfectly. I find I enjoy looking at your house. You’re not the kind of guy who would have pictures and plants, but I can see that you respect and value a good book. Many of these are historical in nature.”

“Well, I’m a researcher. That’s something that never really dies in a person, the love of history. I may be just a security guard right now but I would like to do some freelance research work.”

“Maybe sometime, when you have some free time, you could help me with some of the artifacts,” Faelon suggested as he turned away from the bookshelf. “You saw how much I have left to translate. There are some months when every one of those drawers holds something waiting for my attention.”

Jax stood, watching the dark-haired man examining his home. What was he doing here? Surely he couldn’t have come over just to talk about work. Finally, he decided to take matters into his own hands and do a little bit of research of his own.

“Did you walk over here to ask me to help you with some research?” He stepped in front of Faelon.

Faelon gave a slight shrug.

“Perhaps you have another reason for dropping by?” Jax asked, his hand running down Faelon’s chest.


I always wonder which definition an author is using when they use the word Nephilim.  Are they referring to giant?  Demi-gods?  Angels who are on earth for some punishment or to work out some issue they have?  I like the union of angel and human love child definition used in the book best.

It was a bit of an adjustment to think of angel-like creatures having sex, especially being a submissive or sexual slave.  Once I got past that, I really enjoyed the book.  It was sexy and hot.  I haven’t read a lot of m/m erotica, but this one was sexy.  Nephilim boy was hot, and Jax was too.  Too bad we are both interested in the same thing.

I give this book 4 out of 5 clouds.

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