Saturday, May 25, 2013

Rachel Hawkins Event and Giveaway!

Rachel Hawkins Event and Giveaway!

Hey guys! I just got back from attending an authors event with Rachel Hawkins, the author of the Hex Hall Series, and the new stand alone School Spirit! The signing was at my local Barnes and Noble and went with my book signing partner in crime my friend Vivian! Also I has the privilege of meeting Stacee from Too Fond of Books. I noticed that she and I have been going to the same signings for over a year and I was looking forward to saying Hi to her! She also has a great recap of the event so you guys should check out her page!

Rachel was incredibly funny tellings us anecdotes of how she became a writer and her inspiration behind her Hex Hall Series and her new book School Spirit. I recorded a little bit of her story if you guys wanted to listen to her discuss her writing experience. She also did a few Q and A's which Stacee has over on her blog if you guys wanted to take a look. Overall she was incredibly funny, sweet and we had a great event!

Time for the Giveaway Info! 

 For all my amazing followers I am giving you the chance to win the complete Hex Hall series SIGNED!

Hex Hall is an amazing series.  Be sure to click on Giveaway and enter.

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Giveaway and Book Review of Cleanse Fire

Giveaway and Book Review of Cleanse Fire

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Title: Cleanse Fire
Author:  Anastasia V. Pergakis
Genre: Military Fantasy

Blurb : 

Complete the mission, no matter what…
Captain Derac Vidor has served Kinir for nearly twenty years. It’s his life, his blood. And then his Commander betrays everything Derac holds dear. Now he has to focus on his own life and his team instead of saving the citizens of Kinir.
Treason is only the beginning…
Fueled by rage, the team chases the source to their Commander’s betrayal – a powerful wizard bent on revenge. The wizard seeks to destroy the Kinir Elite, in both mind and body. No place is safe, even among their allies.
The past holds the key…
Derac’s tragic past may be the key to saving the team. But can he face the gruesome nightmare in time?

About the Author:

Anastasia knew she always wanted to write. She began at a young age, writing those little stories about the apple tree in the yard. Though her love of stories stayed with her through her poetry stage in high school, she didn’t begin writing novels until she was almost an adult. That’s where she found her true passion.
Her characters visit her dreams – and sometimes during the day – to share their stories with her. Anastasia is merely the writer, but the characters are really the storytellers.
Anastasia lives in Columbus, Georgia with her husband, son, and two black labs. She loves designing books and websites during the day, then writing furiously at night.


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The blonde in blue floated her way to Rakan and sat down in his lap with a giggle. Jardel got a bouncy brunette to land in his lap. Derac was not paying attention and the other blonde in red planted herself on his knees. His head snapped up to look at her.

"Long journey, Warrior?" she purred.

Derac set his face in a grim line. He put his hands on her waist, picked her up and put her on her feet. "I'm not interested, but thank you for the offer."

She pouted and slowly walked away, swinging her hips. Derac sighed and returned to looking at the ceiling.

"That was not very nice," Vivian pouted from Tyn's lap. "You could have at least talked to her."

Derac growled. "Look, while I'm flattered that she would choose me, I am not in the mood, all right?"

"How can you not be in the mood?" Vivian said. She didn’t hide her offense at his words. "Making love is the best thing in the world." She leaned her head back and laughed. Tyn planted a kiss on her collar bone. She giggled and looked at Derac daring him to prove her wrong.

Derac leaned his elbows on his knees and put on his best charming smile. "Why would I pay a woman to be with me when I could have a warrior elf with the perfect body?" He turned his head and winked at Kie. She played along and winked back at him.

"Oh! How sinfully nice!" Vivian laughed.

Aeli looked at Kie in shock. Derac put his hands behind his head and reclined in the chair again, a smug look on his face. Tyn laughed with Vivian but Jardel and Rakan were too distracted by the girls in their laps to pay attention.

"Well, let me show you to your rooms then," Vivian said with a giggle.
She stood and took Tyn's hand and led him through the silk curtains hanging across the doorway. The group picked up their packs and followed them down the hall lined with doors covered in silk to give the appearance of having no doors at all.

Vivian opened the door to one room and Jardel and his girl fell into it with a laugh. Derac growled under his breath. The room across the hall became occupied by Rakan and his blonde.

At the next door, Vivian turned to Aeli. "I can get a man for you if you like," she smiled.

Aeli smiled. "No thanks. I'm much too tired, and I fear he would be disappointed."

As she closed the door to her room, Derac caught her rolling her eyes. He held back a smirk as they continued down the hall. She opened another door and waved her hand dramatically to both Kie and Derac.  
Kie opened her mouth to protest but Derac shoved her into the room. He flashed a grin to Vivian and Tyn and kicked the door shut.

"What are you doing?" Kie whispered in a harsh tone.

He held up his hands to stop her. "I just wanted to get away from that Vivian woman. If you had protested, it would have taken longer that I would have had to deal with her."

Kie crossed her arms over her chest. "That's not the point! The whole team will know we are in the same room - in a brothel!"

"What is the problem with that? We've shared rooms before." He grinned wickedly. "We've even snuggled on the floor of a cave remember?"

Kie huffed and flopped down in the velvet covered chair in the corner. Derac cast his gaze around the room and curled his nose. Silk sheets on the four post bed. Silk on the wall. Shag red carpet and velvet seat cushions.

A knock sounded and Derac swung the door open in a wild fashion.
Tyn’s eyes winkled at the corners with his large grin. "I told Vivian you two would need extra blankets. So you can make an extra bed. There are gowns in the wardrobe if you want."

"Thank you," Derac took them and shut the door again.

"At least Tyn is thinking rationally," Kie muttered. She went over to the wardrobe and swung open the doors. "Gowns? Is he serious?" She pulled out a paper thin cotton shift with no sleeves. The low cut collar and see through material made Kie gasp in shock.

Derac smirked. "I bet it's comfortable."

Kie rolled her eyes and put it back into the wardrobe. She dug around and found a cotton gown not quite so transparent.

"I guess this will have to do. I am sick of sleeping in my uniform."
"Me too but I doubt there are sleeping clothes in there for me."

"Then wear nothing. Maybe then that blonde could have an easier time of getting you in the mood." She titled her head back, the maniacal laugh bubbling from her throat.

“I told you, why pay a woman to be with me when I can have an elf with the perfect body?”

“Oh? You think I’d just bend to your advances, hmm?”

He smirked. “I know you would.”

Three long strides carried him across the room. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him.


“I’ve proved my point. Look at how your breath hitches and your heart beats faster.”

“Th…that’s because you startled me.”

He chuckled deep in his chest.

“Let’s talk about you then,” she said. “How your grip tightens on my waist when I try to pull away and your own heart is thundering in your chest. Or how you can’t stop looking into my eyes whenever we gaze at each other. Or how badly you want to kiss me right now.”

“Do you want me to kiss you?” he said, his voice husky and deep.

She swallowed hard. “Yes,” she whispered.

Derac didn’t hesitate and captured her lips with his. The voice in his head telling him he shouldn’t kiss her was silent. The softness of her mouth drowned out all other thoughts in his head.

Her lips parted in invitation. His tongue traced the lines of her lips before plunging into her mouth. Her vanilla scent filled his nose, and he inhaled it deeply. She rose up on her toes, her body pressing closer to his. His arms tightened around her. Derac’s hand roamed up her back and then gripped the back of her neck.

His mind cleared, the only thoughts were how she molded perfectly to him and the feel of her soft mouth.

Derac nipped at her bottom lip. “See? You can’t resist me,” he murmured.

“Hmm, more like you can’t resist me. I’m the elf with the perfect body, remember?”

“Honestly, I really can’t tell with your uniform on.”

“Is that an order to remove my clothes, Centurio?” she whispered.

A growl rumbled deep in his throat. “Would you defy the order?”

She smiled. “I might.”


Fun romance with military theme.  I give this book 4 out of 5 clouds.

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Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Author Guest Post and Book Review of No-one Ever Has Sex on a Tuesday

Author Guest Post and Book Review of No-one Ever Has Sex on a Tuesday
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Welcome to Books, Books, and More Books.  I am pleased to share this book with you.  Thank you for visiting and please come again.

Blurb : 

 Never has a one-night stand led to such chaos!

Childhood sweethearts Matthew and Katy agree they must never see each other again after they end up in bed together following a school re-union.

So all is forgotten… until eight months later when a shock meeting at an antenatal class forces them to confront the fact that Matthew could be the father of Katy’s baby. Oblivious to the mayhem unfolding, Matthew’s highly-strung wife frets over giving birth to twins and Katy’s much younger boyfriend refuses to take fatherhood seriously.

Love and life are messy but Katy and Matthew take things to a whole new level as deep emotions begin to resurface and hormones run riot. How will they navigate their way through this almighty cock-up?

No-One Ever Has Sex on a Tuesday is out now and is available from Amazon UK and Amazon US.

About the Author:

Tracy Bloom started writing when her cruel, heartless husband ripped her away from her dream job shopping for rollercoasters for the UK's leading theme parks, to live in America with a brand new baby and no mates. In a cunning plan to avoid domestic duties and people who didn't understand her Derbyshire accent, she wrote NO-ONE EVER HAS SEX ON A TUESDAY. She soon found however that her new American friends took a shine to her British sense of humour and encouraged her to share her words with a wider audience. NO-ONE EVER HAS SEX ON A TUESDAY went on to be successfully published internationally providing Tracy with a new dream job, making people laugh and sometimes cry through her writing.
Back in good old England now (desperately missing drive-through Starbucks, 30- Rock, NPR and people who talk to you in the street without thinking you're a weido) and cracking on with writing about other people who screw up their lives in a hilarious fashion including a sequel, NO-ONE EVER HAS SEX AFTER A BABY.
NO-ONE EVER HAS SEX ON A TUESDAY has been published in Germany, Italy, Poland, Serbia, and will be released in Brazil this Summer.


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 Author Guest Post:

Picture the scene - my first taste of success as a writer. I'm sat in a fancy restaurant by which I mean there isn’t a chicken nugget in sight. My publisher sits at the head of the table. A grand dame of the industry weighed down by precious metals and with hair that has no-way been blow dried by herself. I glow with pride as I sign a copy of my book despite the fact I can't read a word of it. Here I am celebrating seeing my novel in print for the very first time in ... Milan, Italy. I've spent all day trailing bookshops, taking pictures of my book, trying to convince shop owners that I am the author and not some eccentric English lady who can't speak Italian and yet convinced she's written an entire book in their language. This is not how I expected things to be.

I guess it’s fitting that I didn’t begin writing in my native England. Marriage, a baby and a husband sent to work in the USA for three years slung me out of my previous career developing theme park rides and attractions and into potential desperate housewife territory. As I gazed around the leafy suburbs of Connecticut I remembered I had a dream to write a book. And so I did. Armed with ideas and a very British sense of humour I joined a creative writing class and so NO-ONE EVER HAS SEX ON A TUESDAY began to take shape. The tale of childhood sweethearts having a one-night stand when they meet years later at a school reunion seemed to strike a chord. When two classmates had a row about whether my lead character should stick with her younger boyfriend or rekindle her teenage romance having discovered either could be the father of her baby, I knew I had something.  
Eventually it was finished and I skipped class to sweat over letters to potential agents in London. Not that I thought I’d get one, I just fancied getting some transatlantic mail.  As it turned out one wanted me and my book. Champagne corks popped.  It was a dream come true. I didn’t realise that dreams rarely materialise how you imagine them.
My agent (I will never get used to saying that) took my book to Frankfurt Book Fair and I waiting impatiently to hear when I would be able to buy my book in Waterstones. Then the news came that it had sold to the highest bidder in a German auction and a pre-empted bid had secured it a home in Italy. Not long after Brazil grabbed hold of it followed by Poland. Initially I was crushed that I wouldn’t be seeing my book on home territory until the reality of being published abroad sunk in. Someone in Brazil, a country I had never even visited, thought I was funny, thought I could write and wanted other Brazilians to read my story.  That, I decided, was pretty cool.
One after another my book appeared in print in languages I couldn’t read with covers so diverse it was hard to reconcile it was the same book. It was as though I had given my book up for adoption and it was having this whole fantastic life without me that I was unable to participate in.  

Until this year.  The massive changes driving uncertainty in the publishing industry had been blamed for my book not finding a home in the UK. However as a new era in publishing emerges, those changes have provided the opportunity for me to finally get published here.  With the support of my agent who also represents Sophie Kinsella, my novel is now available in English on Amazon.  Finally I can tell people to go read my tale of a one-night stand that leads to utter chaos. Best of all  I can understand the reviews and comments for NO-ONE EVER HAS SEX ON A TUESDAY without having to resort to Google Translate!


            This book is hysterical.  It is, apparently, funny in any language, but since I only speak American English I can only vouch for that language (see author guest post if you are lost).  I loved the reasoning behind why the younger boyfriend and the woman in the story should meet the first time for coffee on Tuesday because there is no valid reason for having sex on a Tuesday, something that will no doubt crush husbands everywhere.  Personally I think we should all have sex on Tuesday just to prove you can indeed have sex on a Tuesday…. But that’s just my opinion.

            Back to the book, the author weaves a tale of misery and woe, or hysterical, almost pee’d my pants laughter, depending which side of the fence you are on. If I was Katy I would probably be leaning toward misery and woe, but since I’m not… well I for one almost pee’d my pants laughing.  My stomach still aches just from thinking about it.  God bless the British sense of humor.

I give this story 4.5 out of 5 clouds.

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