Friday, March 31, 2017

•٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠• Review & Book Tour For Ready For His Rule (The WILD Boys of Special Forces, Book 10) By Angel Payne •٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠•

Ready For His Rule 
(The WILD Boys of Special Forces, Book 10) 
By Angel Payne

publication: March 28th 2017 
By Angel Payne Writes, LLC

Are you ready?
Angel Payne’s alpha military heroes, the WILD Boys of Special 
Forces, have swept away readers across the globe with their fierce
 passion and suspenseful adventures. The warriors of the First 
Special Forces Group come together in one final book, featuring 
the Dominant team leader everyone’s been waiting for… 

Captain John Franzen.

Inside the lines… 

It’s the definition of life for Tracy Rhodes, and she has no choice 
about that. Lines—lots of them—are what happens when one is 
sworn in as second-in-command of the free world. 

But the lines are crushed beneath the boots of Captain John 
Franzen, assigned as a special advisor to her security team for a 
high-profile event in Vegas. The towering warrior with the 
haunted stare shatters her composure, invades her libido, and 
makes her yearn for things she shouldn’t. Sweaty, illicit things…
with her body pinned beneath his… 

Outside the boundaries… 

John Franzen, six and a half feet of rigid composure on the 
outside, is a lost man on the inside. Why the hell is he even alive? 
A guy isn’t supposed to survive eleven years in Special Forces, 
especially after the crazy missions he’s been assigned. Accepting 
the security gig in Vegas is just a favor to a friend—a way to fill 
time that’s become too damn empty lately. 

Until the cushy “babysitting job” becomes the most treacherous 
mission of his life—and the politician he’s protecting becomes the
 woman in his bed. The lover beneath his bonds… 

The submissive he longs to claim forever. 

Breaking all the rules… 

She’s destined for marble halls and an oval office. 

He’s wired for dirt and violence. 

Will her passion be enough to tame his demons…to claim the 
ultimate wild boy as her own? 

Holly Hell what a ride. Angel sure knows how to captures you and 
take you on one wild ride. This book is like all her books so well 
written and thought out. Like she was literally retelling someone's 
life story. I so cannot wait for more.

This is the story I have been waiting for. This is John Keoni 
Frazzen's story. The master mind and head of the wild boys team. 
None other than the big burly Hawaiian native and all around 
badass. I have been waiting to see him fall. He is such a caring and
 passionate man. But he has met his match with vice president 
Tracy Rhodes. The woman is a firecracker and willing to give as 
much as he does. When tragedy strikes she is thrown in Franzens
 protection. And it was a massive tragedy so be prepared. It was 
one hell of a shock and when you find out who is behind it all that 
will shock ya too. But thanks to the incredible gut he has Franzen 
was able to save Tracey and her son and hide them till thing were 
figured out but of course that only brought Tracy and Franzen closer together. And man it was dutiful that is till he realized they
 could not be together forever. Now Tracey has to figure out how to
 fix that. And with her new job she may just be able to do it too.

 Now before I ruin this for you I will leave off here. I hope 
you enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this 
book, please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like
 it when you do; they value your opinions too.

He pulled back, watching his hand curl on itself in midair. He thought of all the damage that fist had done, to so many shitheads and losers over the years, but was now a symbol of utter helplessness—inches from a person he was aching to help. Fate was getting in all its best taunts today. His spirit hadn’t agonized this much even when the news about Nichols had come out.
And the pain in this stall is about you…how?
Easy answer. It wasn’t.
But no way in hell was he leaving her in here, all but drowning herself in several senses of the word. If she ordered him all the way out of the shower, then he’d abide—and simply sit on the tile outside. One puddle for another; no difference to him physically—but he would stay here for her, whether she asked for it or not. Even if it fucking killed him.
For now, he chose to simply settle back on his haunches. Nearly as an afterthought, reached and cranked the spray off. In the eerie silence after, Tracy joined her quiet sniffs to the heavy drops of the draining water. John re-balled both his hands, hating even the inches between them. To not even touch her, let alone resist the baser need to clutch her close…
Waterboarding had nothing on this shit.
And the worst part hadn’t even sunk in.
She’s just following your lead, asshole.
That was the worst part.
In protecting her from his secret side, he’d been locked out of her secrets too. In shielding her from his darkness, she’d made sure he stayed right there—in the dark. Away from the ability to even give her some light…
Moron. You. Same sentence, Keoni John Franzen.
Finally, she snuffled with more determination. Jerked up her head a little, long enough to slide him a furtive side-eye, but nothing more. She pulled her hand all the way back in, tucking it beneath her chin as she settled her head against the wall again.
“I want to talk to Craig.”
A brutal exhalation left him. His throat tightened. His chest compressed. Hell, nothing was comfortable. Nor was it meant to be.
“I know you do,” he murmured.
Screw uncomfortable. Everything was agony—especially when she wouldn’t even let him do anything about it. No. When he’d pushed her away out in the bedroom, letting her walk away with the impression that he wouldn’t do anything.
“I know you are.”
At least he had words. Paltry proxies, but they’d have to suffice somehow.
“I have no idea what to do.”
“But you don’t have to figure it out alone, ku`uipo.”
Her face contorted again, though not with impending tears. Her eyes flared with irritation. “Don’t call me that.”
He barely repressed a grin. “You’re gorgeous when you’re all hissy kitten.”
“Yeah? Well, I have Tigress claws, remember?”
“Fine, fine.” He held up both hands. “Maybe you just want ‘ma’am’ again?”
“And maybe you just want me to hunt down a flattening iron.”
His chuckle was impossible to tame. Her glower went from simmering to smoky. He had no idea there were so many nuances of gray. In her eyes, they were all fascinating.
“Maybe you can just close your eyes and pretend I’m Craig.” The offer was sincere—he was up for any creative solution here—but her laughter, high and biting, was nowhere near a vote of approval.
“That’s so not going to happen.”
He frowned. “Why not?”
“Because I’d know the difference.”
“John.” Her laugh mellowed to a watery eye roll. He suddenly knew how Luke must feel when a test wasn’t studied for. “I’d know the difference between you and any other man.”
And just like that, no more feeling like her teen kid.
Feeling everything like the jerk who’d probably made the biggest mistake of his life with her earlier, and would spend the rest of his mortal days cussing himself out for it. “Fuck.” Might as well start now. “Ku`uipo.”
Her tigress side flared in a swift snarl. “What didn’t you understand about not calling me that?”
“And what don’t you understand that I’m only here to help?” The backlash, his higher ground pick of a reply, was still better than choice two: smashing one hell of a kiss on her feisty lips. “It slipped. So skewer me.”
Her regard softened. “It’s okay. Just…be careful.”
Now he was the one clinging to his scowl. “You don’t even know what it means.”
“I can guess by your tone.”
“And that’s a bad thing?”
“When your voice alone makes me want to come over there and maul you? Yeah.” She glanced again, letting her stare linger longer—to his intense pleasure. More intense than he wanted to admit, but couldn’t deny. Not when the heat from his skin met the wetness of his clothes and created a new experience for him. Steam Bath—in SenSurround.
“Tracy.” He heeded her request—the tone was new; perhaps the first time he’d ever used it outside a bondage dungeon before—though its replacement was just as merciless. Perhaps more so. He issued her name as a declaration…a command. Nothing he’d ever use on his battalion members, because this asked for a different kind of obedience. No. Demanded it.
“What?” She’d dropped her head but lifted it again. Her eyes had turned huge as a pair of London moons.
“Do you…want…to maul me?”
For the first time since he’d crawled in here, her body loosened. She opened up a little, still staring with the moon in her eyes—only now, joined by the comets in her energy. Untamed rogue comets—all aimed his direction. “‘Want’ isn’t the word I’d use.”
Flames licked the edges of her voice—and now the length of his cock. Fuck, how this woman got to him. How her spirit and sass challenged him. How her desire affected him…
“Tracy.” He didn’t hesitate about wielding the dungeon command now. Doubly deep, three times as severe.
Oh, yeah. He also liked it when her defiance wobbled a little. What would it be like to make it shake a lot?”
“Get over here and maul me.”


READING ORDER for the WILD Boys of Special Forces 
Series: suggested but not required. Every story stands 
on its own. 

1: SAVED BY HIS SUBMISSIVE (Garrett and Sage) 
2: HANDCUFFED BY HER HERO (Zeke and Rayna) 
4: A WILDER WONDERLAND (Winter special—4 mini stories plus set-up for book 5) 
5: WET FOR HER WARRIORS (Kellan, Tait, and Lani) 
6: HOT FOR HIS HOSTAGE (Shay and Zoe) 
7: A WILDER KIND OF LOVE (Dan and Tess) 
8: MASTERED BY THE MAVERICKS (Rhett, Rebel, and Brynn) 
9: WILD CARD (Sam and Jenny) 
10: READY FOR HIS RULE (John and Tracy) 


Hi there. I’m Angel: book lover, hopeless romantic, pop culture geek, shoe addict,
 coffee-aholic, and super hero nut.

I’ve been hooked on books since I was a kid but it all got worse in my twenties,
 when I discovered romances—-the hotter, the better. Growing up in Southern 
California, with lots of surfer-type manliness around, didn’t assuage the need for 
reading about delicious alpha guys and the women who adore them. When 
I learned I had a knack for telling these stories too, I was doomed, though my path
 toward romance novelist took a few detours via a concert-reviewing gig for my
 college newspaper (free show tickets…backstage passes…that was 
a no-brainer), artist interviews for a Beverly Hills dance music mag, and a very bad
 try at a Young Adult novel (don’t ask; it’s not pretty).

These days, I still live in California, and have found an amazing alpha guy of my
 own who was brave enough to marry me. We live on a street that looks like 
Brigadoon with our beautiful daughter. I have the best life ever, and never forget 
to thank the Big Guy Upstairs for it, either.





Thursday, March 30, 2017

•٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠• Review & Release For Allure (The Lilituria Prophecy2) By Grace White •٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠•

Title: Allure (The Lilituria Prophecy #2)

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Author: Grace White
Release Date: March 30th, 2017

Book #2 in a mature 
YA / NA paranormal romance series.
Suitable for readers 17+

From the moment Kai Stanton laid eyes on Daiya, he knew 
something was special about her. But a haze surrounds them, and
 like a dark cloud, it shadows their relationship. What if his 
feelings aren't his own? Can he trust himself? Can he trust the girl
 he’s almost certain he’s falling in love with? With Kai’s father 
back and insistent on inserting himself into his life, everything 
starts to spin out of control. He doesn't know what—or who—to 
believe anymore. 

Daiya Cattiva knew awakening would be difficult, but she had no 
idea she would find herself at the center of an ancient prophecy that
 could change everything. She knows her destiny is entwined with 
Kai’s, but how can she be sure what he feels is real and not just the
 allure of the demon inside her? Either way, Kai’s life hangs in the
 balance, and Daiya must make a choice: save Kai over the greater
 good, or be with Kai and risk her demon consuming him

What the Hell! I hate cliffhangers. But I suppose the book makes 
up for it. It is truly well written and such an intriguing story. I 
cannot wait for the next book. This is a Young Adult book soothed
 for 13 and up.

This is the continuation of Diaya and Kai's story. If you have not 
read book one go get it too. This is such a wonderful paranormal 
romance. This picks up after Dayia learns Kai's dad is Dei 
Ventories. A member of the hunter’s responsible for her mothers
 and friends death. And now that causes more problems for them,
 as that means Kai has hunter blood in him. And his father is 
determined to drive a wedge between them. And with Dayia still
 refusing to feed it is only a matter of time before she dies. So now 
it is up to Kai to help her. But let's hope he is in time to save them both.

 Now before I ruin this for you I will leave off here. I hope
 you enjoy this book as much as I did. If you do like this 
book, please consider leaving a review. The Authors really like
 it when you do; they value your opinions too.

·٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠· Grace White ·٠•● Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ●•٠·

Grace White is author of the upcoming ‘Lilituria Prophecy 
Series’, a mature YA / NA paranormal romance.

She resides in the UK with her family and enjoys reading,
 binge watching series on her Amazon Firestick, and losing 
herself in a good book.