Friday, April 26, 2024
Review: Blood by Midnight (Dark Ink Tattoo #3) by Cassie Alexander @cassie_author
Blood by Midnight
Dark Ink Tattoo #3
Cassie Alexander
Published: March 8, 2022
Publisher: Caskara Press
Genre: Paranormal, Vampires, Romance, Bisexual Romance, Paranormal Romance, Shifters, Erotica
Thursday, April 25, 2024
Book Tour: Mastering Your Scenes by J.A. Cox @pumpupyourbook
All the tools that you need to create engaging scenes and permanently remove the bane of writer’s block.
Title: Mastering Your Scenes: Your Blueprint for Success
Author: J.A. Cox
Publication Date: August 27,b 2020
Pages: 78
Genre: Nonfiction/Writing
Mastering Your Scenes was written with one main purpose, to help give authors and writers a creative boost in their scene writing and toss writers block into the oblivion of the abyss. In order to accomplish this each chapter is written in a workbook like format so that the steps provided can easily be implemented after they are explained. For each element of scene writing that is presented J.A. Cox explains the How, Why and When of its use along with his own description so that the information is easy to assimilate. He provides copious examples from his own writing of these elements in action as well as from shows and movies.
You will be given an anatomical look of what composes a scene and understand what goes into creating scenes that are engaging, seamless, and bristling with activity without any fluff. Mastering Your Scenes gives you the practical advice you need to keep your readers turning pages and falling in love with your characters. With the steps you will learn there will be no more question of if that scene fits or seems out of place.
“A slim, concise and well focused treatise on how to write and master scenes and how writers can become authors by mastering scene writing. The various elements of a scene are discussed with well known examples and the key facts of each element are presented in depth, with a well laid out structure. The focus on the when, why, how, and the practical application tie up the various aspects of an element neatly and are very well explained. The author’s observations based on experience in each area further adds to the utility of the treatise.”
– The International Review of Books
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Let’s look at a scene in this manner:
As an episode.
As a segment of an episode.
Some episodes are short, and some are long, it really all depends on how they are made. Also, an episode is the medium in which a portion of a series plays out. A scene can also be viewed in the same manner, as a medium in which a portion of your story plays out. On that notion, some may be short, and some may be long, but they still fulfill the same purpose. They provide the boundaries to contain all of the myriad of things that will take place at a certain point in the story.
Consider that within an episode that there are segments in which very particular things happen, such as a robbery at a bank, a high-speed chase along the highway or even a ship being boarded by pirates on the high seas. All of these segments placed into a written format would actually be the scene itself. I hope I am not confusing you but am just trying to convey the fact that a scene in a story fulfills the purpose of both episode and segment combined.
The purpose of this book is to look at the pieces that go into creating the segment so that you can create the most dynamic episode possible. Another very important factor about a scene, is its continuity. Whether one scene directly spills into the next or it is briefly interrupted as you transition to something else for a few scenes and pick back up where you left off, you still want things to be seamless. One of my goals is through the use of these elements to empower you with the ability to do so with ease. You can think of each element as a layer on which to build each scene in your story and as your story evolves your use of each will shift as some may not be needed and others will be essential. I will help you to realize how they all tie together to bring out the best in your scene creation.
– Excerpted from Mastering Your Scenes by J.A. Cox, J.A. Cox, 2020. Reprinted with permission.
About the Author
J.A. Cox is a husband, father and disabled veteran. He is passionate about Jesus Christ and has a desire to allow God to use his writing to bring glory to his name and reach others for him. His other passions lie in: 1) Empowering people by teaching about things that he is knowledgeable in in a simple and fun as well as interesting manner. 2)Inspiring others that they may realize how the true potential to overcome their perceived dilemma lies right between their ears and how they allow it to manipulate what their eyes behold. 3) Helping people to realize that being healthy truly begins with realizing how important it is for them to be intimately acquainted with their own body in order for others to help them resolve its maladies that beset it. Along with those, he enjoys entertaining with fiction based on the concept that fact is stranger than fiction and then stretching it just a tad to create some memorable page turning moments that you will likely recall for some time to come.
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Review: Blood at Dusk (Dark Ink Tattoo #2) by Cassie Alexander @cassie_author
Blood at Dusk
Dark Ink Tattoo #2
Cassie Alexander
Published: February 8, 2022
Publisher: Caskara Press
Genre: Paranormal, Vampires, Romance, Bisexual Romance, Paranormal Romance, Shifters, Erotica
Wednesday, April 24, 2024
Review: Blood of the Pack (Dark Ink Tattoo #1) by Cassie Alexander @cassie_author
Blood of the Pack
Dark Ink Tattoo #1
Cassie Alexander
Published: January 5, 2022
Publisher: Caskara Press
Genre: Paranormal, Vampires, Romance, Bisexual Romance, Paranormal Romance, Shifters, Erotica
Tuesday, April 23, 2024
Book Tour: The Best Life Book Club by Sheila Roberts @pumpupyourbook
It started as a book club. It became a way to build a better life together.
Title: The Best Life Book Club
Author: Sheila Roberts
Publication Date: May 7, 2024
Pages: 368
Genre: Women's Fiction/Romantic Comedy/ContemporaryRomance
Karissa Newcomb is ready for a new start in a new neighborhood, as far away as she can get from Seattle, where her husband cheated on her with the neighbor who was supposed to be her best friend. She and her nine-year-old daughter are moving on to the city of Gig Harbor on the bay in Puget Sound. She even has a new job as an assistant at a small publishing company right in Gig Harbor. Her new boss seems like a bit of a curmudgeon, but a job is a job, she loves to read, and the idea of possibly meeting writers sounds fabulous.
Soon she finds she’s not the only one in need of a refresh. Her new neighbors, Alice and Margot, are dealing with their own crises. Alice is still grieving her late husband and hasn’t been able to get behind the wheel of a car since a close call after his death. Margot is floundering after getting divorced and laid off in quick succession. They could all use a distraction, and a book club seems like just the ticket. Together, the three women, along with Alice’s grumpy older sister, Josie, embark on a literary journey that just might be the kick-start they need to begin building their best lives yet.
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Landing butt first in mud. How symbolic of Karissa Newcomb’s life. The old life. Not the new one, please, God.
She shouldn’t have crossed that corner of the lawn where the grass was sparse and slick in the pouring Northwest rain. Now here she was, wet and caked in mud. Like the cardboard box she’d dropped. At least the towels were still safely inside it. Something to be thankful for.
“See? There’s always a bright side somewhere,” her mother would say.
What was the bright side to Karissa’s marriage ending? There had to be one. It would be nice if she could find it before she turned thirty-five. It felt like a landmark birthday of sorts, but that was only a few months away though, so she wasn’t holding her breath.
Gig Harbor, Washington, a small maritime city, was a good place to start—close enough to Seattle for the obligatory bi-weekly child hand-off with the ex-husband, but far enough away that she wasn’t constantly having to look at the scene of the crime. Out of sight, out of mind. Someday, hopefully. Meanwhile, she needed to get up and get focused.
Brush the mud off your rear and get it in gear. That should be a bumper sticker.
She picked up her soggy box of towels and followed her brother Ethan and his friend Ike, who were making their way up her driveway, carrying her couch. Her eight-year-old daughter Macy was sitting on it, giggling.
The excitement of the new house had temporarily distracted Macy from the fact that she’d left behind her best friend. Who happened to be the daughter of Karissa’s former best friend. Like Karissa, Macy was going to have to find a new bestie.
Moving in the middle of February, in the middle of the school year, swimming through a deluge of icy rain wasn’t ideal, but that was how events had played out. The house in Seattle on which Karissa had lavished so much care had finally sold and now she had this house—a blue, two-story, Victorian-inspired one with three small bedrooms and a front porch. And a need for paint. The price had been right. Motivated sellers, the real estate agent had said. Karissa knew what that meant. She’d been a motivated seller, herself. Divorce had a way of motivating you. The house didn’t come with a water view like she’d originally dreamed of—water views were far outside her price point—but the neighborhood was pretty, and the street seemed quiet. She could hole up in her almost Victorian home and rebuild her life, the new start people expected you to make after your world collapsed.
“This is adorable,” her mother had gushed when she and Dad had made the trip to check out the house with Karissa and her Realtor.
Her parents were as enamored of Gig Harbor and its waterfront downtown as Karissa was. “I think Gig Harbor will be a perfect place to write the next chapter of your life,” Mom had told her.
“I hope I do a better job of writing this time around,” Karissa had muttered.
“It wasn’t you who messed up,” her dad had growled.
But maybe it was.
She jerked her mind away from that thought. She had a new house and a new job waiting for her. Between that and the spousal and child support her ex was paying she’d be okay financially. Certainly not rich, but okay. And she had free moving help. Look at all the good things she could focus on.
Inside the house, she followed one of the butcher-paper paths she’d made and set the box on the guest bathroom counter. Then she went back for the one with her clothes, brought that into the primary bedroom, which would be hers, and dug out a fresh pair of pants and panties. Think of this as peeling off all the bad parts from your past, she told herself as she ducked into the bathroom and stepped out of her pants.
It was hard peeling off the bad though. It stuck to you like dog poop on a shoe. There was always some little stinky bit that hung on. Like the memory of Mark walking out the door for the last time.
Dog poop, mud. She needed a new image to focus on. Rain. Rain washing away past sadness, bringing a rainbow and a promise of something better. Yes, that was a good image.
Her butt hurt.
Her cell phone rang, and she fished it out of her jacket pocket. “Hi, Mom,” she said, trying to sound the way a hopeful woman making a new start should sound.
“How’s it going?” Mom wanted to know.
“The guys are moving the furniture in now.”
“What’s the weather like there? It’s partly sunny up here.”
“It’s raining like crazy. I should have rented an ark instead of a moving van. I spent a fortune on plastic covering.”
“At least it’s not snow,” Mom said. “And the rain is what keeps everything so green.”
The Pacific Northwest was famous for its perpetual state of green and Seattle had been dubbed the Emerald City. Like Dorothy, Karissa had loved living in the Emerald City.
Until the witch showed up.
About the Author
USA Today and Publishers Weekly best-selling author Sheila Roberts has written over fifty books under various names, ranging from romance and relationship fiction to self-improvement. Over three million of her novels have been sold and that number continues to climb. Her humor and heart have won her a legion of fans and her novels have been turned into movies for the Lifetime, Hallmark, and Great American Family channels. Sheila is also a popular speaker, and has been featured at women’s retreats, writers’ conferences, and banquets. When she’s not out dancing with her husband or hanging out with friends, she can be found writing about those things near and dear to women’s hearts: family, friends and chocolate.
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Book Tour + Review + #Giveaway: Immortal Kiss Series by Laura Daleo @AutLauraDaleo @SDSXXTours
A journey of tortured vampires, longing, heartbreak, passion, betrayal, and redemption awaits you in the IMMORTAL KISS series.
Once We Were Witches
Immortal Kiss Series Book 4
by Laura Daleo
Genre: Dark Urban Fantasy
The mysterious world of witchcraft, murder, and mystery thrusts Raven Sagestone into an adventure whose main goal is to unlock the secrets of her powers. To do this, she teams up with Brandon Cass, an outsider with knowledge of the supernatural world. Raven is introduced to Eve, a psychic who reads destinies. Despite this, Raven is protected by a strong magic barrier, preventing Eve from seeing her. Brandon and Raven search for the truth at Bloodthirst, a vampire club. Visiting The Council's haven with Margarete and Caleb is Raven's chance to find answers to the questions that have plagued her.
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Chapter 1
A breaking news alert flashed on the TV screen as I bit into my bagel.
As the reporter stood by, the camera panned over to the lifeless body of a young woman hanging from a tree branch. “Witch” was carved into her gray, blood-stained forehead. He sighed and hung his head. “A seventh victim has been added to the list.”
I shoved my bagel aside as a sick feeling gripped my stomach. My heart ached as I stared at the girl’s lifeless face. How could someone be so cruel and sadistic? This was not just a random act of cruelty. And where were the police in all of this?
My mom walked in, grabbed the remote, and shut off the TV.
“I was watching that.”
“There’s no need to watch some sicko murder young women. Life’s too short to fixate on people like that.”
“I’m not fixated,” I clarified. “I’m concerned. There’s a difference. That’s seven girls now. Each with the word ‘witch’ carved into their foreheads. What are the police doing? Nothing?”
She blew me off. “Investigations take time. The police are doing everything they can. Your dad and I see a lot of accidents at the hospital. Sadly, crime is a real thing. But you,” she kissed my forehead, “don’t need to worry about that. Your focus should be on college and the class you need to get to.”
Mom was wrong. I had to worry. The creep pursued young women, specifically witches, a trait I shared and kept to myself. While my parents were blue-eyed and blonde-haired, I had pitch-black hair and brown eyes, and I also had strange birthmarks covering my forearms. It might seem like I have a tragic story, but I believe everything happens for a reason. Maybe I was destined to be abandoned outside the hospital where my adoptive parents worked. As they headed home after a long shift, they heard a faint cry near the emergency entrance. Rushing to investigate, they found me abandoned on the front steps, bundled in a pink blanket. As fate would have it, they immediately took me in and showered me with love.
As a baby, a toddler, a teen, and now at 19, a college student, they never saw me as anything but sweet, curious, sulky, and smart. They had no idea what I was hiding, the power I perfected, the spells I practiced, the magic I shed. In their eyes, I was like them. I knew I was someone beyond their comprehension, someone powerful. But who was I? Who were my birth parents who should have taught me how to use the gifts given to me at birth? The only information I had about my past came from visions—an image of a dark figure dropping me outside the hospital. There were no records of my birth, my parents, a location—as if I never existed. Bringing my questions to my adoptive parents wouldn’t do any good. They’d kept these secrets hidden from me. In spite of me knowing the real truth, my adoptive parents provided a birth certificate, giving me the name, Raven Sagestone. I love them, but I want answers. I wanted to know the truth, and it was clear it wouldn’t come from them. This was something I had to figure out for myself.
I put on my cropped denim jacket, kissed my mom on the cheek, and hit up Uber on my cell. My driver’s tests were a total disaster. I failed every time. It creeped me out when the instructors stared at me with their beady eyes. So…my driver’s license was out, and Uber was in. Having someone else do all the driving was a much better plan, for now anyway.
Forty minutes before class, the Uber driver dropped me off in front of the massive steps leading up to entrance of Granite Bay University. It was one of the oldest schools in Jodence, like something straight out of a fairytale. Its structure was reminiscent of a castle, with its towering columns, decorative arched windows, and cone-shaped roof; yet modern-day people dressed in jeans, T-shirts, and sneakers surrounded the ancient building—me being one of them.
In the past fourteen weeks, my daily agenda had consisted of visiting the library before class and researching its extensive collection of witchcraft, magic, and supernatural books. One of those books was certain to contain the answers to my birthright. I absorbed every word I came across about soul-bending, mental conjuring, healing rituals, protection rituals, binding magic, and the lore of fire, water, and air. One of the most fascinating things I discovered was the witch’s mark. It has likely been around for hundreds, if not thousands, of years. However, between the 15th and 18th centuries, it had a much darker history than it does now. Witches were often burned, hanged, drowned, and tortured, and those with red hair and extra fingers and toes were often suspected of witchcraft. Witch hunters used moles, birthmarks, scars, and extra digits to identify witches. It was a myth that a particular god or bloodline was associated with the presence of a mole cluster or rose-colored mark. My arms were covered in black symbols like ancient ink, and neither a cluster nor a mark applied to me. Thank goodness I wasn’t born back then.
With my arms full of books, I walked beneath the library’s massive brick archways, combing its numerous aisles for books I hadn’t read. When I rounded the corner, I tripped over a guy sitting on the floor. My books flew through the air and landed with a thud. I groaned as I hit the ground, hoping I had not damaged my books. The guy on the floor, on the other hand, quickly sprang up and apologized profusely.
His hands steadied me as he blurted, “Whoa, sorry.” He helped me gather my books and ensured I was okay. An adorable smile swept along his lips as he brushed sandy-brown hair out of his hazel-colored eyes. He was probably one of those guys unaware of how cute he was, but cute or not, he’d parked his ass in the middle of the aisle, causing me to trip.
“What the hell, dude? There are tables to sit at and read.”
“Yeah, I see your point,” he grinned, revealing dimpled cheeks as he flipped through the books. “So you’re into witches? Or maybe it’s research for a paper about what’s going now right now?”
“Does it matter?”
He squished his eyebrows together and tilted his head to the side. “Do you know my sister?”
“Huh?”
“Never mind.” He tucked the books under his arm and bobbed his chin toward the tables. “Here, let me help you. It’s the least I can do.”
With a smile, I accepted his offer. “Thank you.”
He arranged the books on the table before shoving his hands into his pockets. Then he stood there, studying me.
“Stare much?”
“Has anyone told you, you’re difficult?” He didn’t wait for me to respond. “But hey, I apologize for staring.” He spread his fingers and moved them in a circular motion over my face. “You remind me of someone, Eve. She’s got the same dark hair, ivory skin, and red lip look.”
I shrugged. “I don’t know anyone named Eve.”
“Hmph.”
The sound of a distant scream sent chills down my spine. My eyes darted around, searching for the source. “Did you hear that?”
“That was definitely a scream.”
Students leapt from their seats, hurling books onto the floor as their gazes swept the room. Librarians abandoned their posts and spilled into the aisles. Panicked voices shouted, “Who screamed?” “What happened?” Me and the guy were thrown into madness by a stampede of people charging to the exits and pushing us out of the building and onto the library’s steps.
The echo of my thumping heart filled my ears as I tried to figure out what was happening around me. The once orderly campus had become a chaotic mess as hundreds of people rushed by, pushing and shoving, their faces filled with panic. As I fought my way through the crowd, I couldn’t help but wonder where everyone was going and what had happened to cause such chaos.
“There!” the guy pointed toward the sculpture of the university’s tower in the courtyard.
I gasped as my eyes landed on the bodies. Three girls hung from the white tower with their necks bound together, now covered in blood. As I looked at their lifeless eyes and saw the word “witch” carved across their foreheads, a chill ran down my spine. An eerie, tragic, and horrific scene surrounded the stained white tower. As students and teachers huddled together, whispering in disbelief, a shrill of sirens echoed in the distance, intensifying panic and fear. Police authorities were under pressure to find those responsible for these horrific acts.
“Damn, three this time,” he uttered with shock.
I couldn’t speak. My throat swelled with a huge sob as I slowly shook my head.
The police rushed in, their footsteps pounding the sidewalk as they raced toward the tower. Their faces were determined as they cautiously approached the cordoned-off area. They quickly pulled out their clipboards and meticulously documented the evidence, taking photographs of the area.
An officer, wearing an exasperated expression, yelled. “Get back! This is a crime scene.”
I flinched, staggered backward, before firmly planting my feet on the ground. I wasn’t going anywhere. This was my battle. I needed answers. Those poor girls needed answers too. My eyes grew wide as I demanded, “Why don’t you find this sick creep before we all die?”
The guy’s gaze burned into my flesh as he snapped his head toward me. “What are you doing?”
The officer thrust his shoulders back and barked out, “You need to step back.”
“Are you trying to get arrested?” the guy whispered in my ear.
Just as his words entered my head, I overheard someone say, “They’re ice cold; not a drop of blood in them.”
My eyes locked on the authoritative policeman. “Blood? Is that new? Were the other girls drained of blood too?”
A pair of squinted eyes glared at me. “You can retreat or go downtown and think about your actions in a jail cell.”
“Omgeez, man up much?” the guy said as he grabbed my arm and hurried me away. “You need to calm down.”
I tore my gaze away from the dead girls and locked it on him. “Don’t tell me what to do. You don’t know anything about me. I want answers for those girls.” And myself, I privately declared. “It seems nobody is fighting for them.”
“It might seem that way on the surface, but I’m sure they’re doing everything they can to help.”
“I wish I could believe that, but dead bodies keep showing up…” My voice cracked as the sob squeezing my throat broke free. My shoulders quivered, and I buried my face in my hands.
He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and softened his voice. “They’ll catch ’em. It’ll be okay.”
Sniffling, I sighed, “I can’t concentrate. I can’t be in class.”
“We can walk to The Grind, get a coffee, and just relax.”
I nodded and then hung my head as he led me away from the gruesome scene of dead girls.
Once We Were Witches is the fourth book in the Immortal Kiss series by Laura Daleo. Once again I was pulled into the Immortal Kiss world of vampires, witches, and magic in Once We Were Witches. And once again I can’t give this series the praise it needs as I am only able to give it five stars. I would give it a higher rating if I only could as it surely deserves it.
I can’t get enough of this world and all its magic not to mention the vampires and the witches. Once again I was pulled deep into its world with all the many surprising twists and turns that it kept throwing at me. I was left surprised by each and every one of them. These twists are one of the big reasons I kept turning those pages wanting more and more.
I have read lots of books about vampires and witches but I don’t believe I have ever read anything quite like the Immortal Kiss series. This is one series that I don’t want to see end ever. If I could read stories from this world every day then I would be one happy camper for sure.
The Immortal Kiss series keeps on reminding me of True Blood over and over with its vampire council and how things work with the vampires. I love the vampire bar.
Raven Sagestone has known all her life that she was different from the people around her but just how different she didn’t know. Someone is killing women and carving "witch" into their foreheads. Raven thinks someone should stand up for these women and herself as well. Raven thinks she is just the person to do so.
Raven sets out on a quest to find out who she is and why she is so different from everyone else. She wants to know why she has magic. When Raven uses her magic it feels as if she is being blocked or held back or something. On her journey, Raven meets Brandon who knows just where to start looking for the answers she needs or wants.
I can’t wait to read more in the Immortal Kiss series and meet new characters. I would also like to read more about the characters I have already met in this world. I would also like to learn more about this world that was created for the Immortal Kiss series.
I highly recommend Once We Were Witches to all fans of vampires, witches, and magic. Grab a copy of Once We Were Witches today!
The Vampire Within
Immortal Kiss Series Book 3
Brandon Cass is not your average teenager. He has a taste for blood—human blood. For sixteen years, he stumbled through life without a hitch until the enigmatic aroma of blood awakened something dark within him. Visions of a beautiful young woman with chocolate brown hair and ocean blue eyes haunt his mind, yet her identity is a puzzling mystery.
His hunger for blood strengthens, and the cravings become too powerful to control. No one is safe, not even his family. To safeguard all he once found dear, Brandon sets out on a quest for answers. In an unfamiliar city, he comes face-to-face with the beautiful young woman, confronts the dark force which controls him, and learns what he must endure to reclaim his soul.
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The Vampire Within is the third book in the Immortal Kiss series by Laura Daleo. This series just keeps on amazing me page after page. I love this world of Immortal Kiss. I can’t get enough of it. The more I read the more I want to read until I have devoured the whole thing. It is epic…..
In The Vampire Within Brandon Cass is a normal teenager just like any other but then overnight things change for Brandon and his world is no longer the same. One day at school Brandon starts to smell blood and then he starts to crave it. It is unlike any craving he has ever had. The craving gets so intense that Brandon loses it right in front of the whole school or at least his classmates.
He can take it no longer as the smell of the blood of the girl who has a thing for him becomes his whole world. The next thing Brandon knows is that his friends are dragging him off the girl. He has bitten her. He is afraid. What is happening to him? He doesn't want to hurt anyone. What is he going to do?
Brandon wants/needs answers as to what is happening to him. He finds a clue and sets out to find the truth with the help of his sister and his tutor Rick. Their journey takes them to a dark place that neither of them may return from.
The Vampire Within is an epic amazing read. I love the new twists on vampires. The twists just keep on popping up and the more twists they are the more surprising they become. I was on the edge of my seat from page one waiting to see what was going to happen.
The Vampire Within is a very intense read that kept me chopping at the bit as I raced to the end not because I wanted it to end no just the opposite I didn’t want it to end but I just couldn’t stop reading. If I haven’t said it before I will say it now or possibly again I love this series very much. I can’t wait to dive into the next book Once We Were Witches to see where the story goes next.
I highly recommend The Vampire Within to all vampire fans! Trust me if you like vampires then you are going to fall in love with this series! Grab a copy of The Vampire Within today!
Bound By Blood
Immortal Kiss Series Book 2
Five years crawled by at a painfully slow pace for young vampire, Beth; each year more agonizing than the next. The powerful unyielding spell which masked Amon’s whereabouts showed no signs of weakening. Influenced by the binding ritual and Amon’s blood surging inside her, Beth will stop at nothing, and risk everything, to find him and turn the tables on Osiris, Isis, and Hathor. In foggy streets of London, lives are threatened by a new breed of hunter, and nothing is what it seemed. Beth once again finds herself surrounded by betrayal. In the midst of it all, she is forced to choose between Philippe and Amon – knowing that her decision will change one life forever. But whose?
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Bound by Blood is the second book in the Immortal Kiss series by Laura Daleo and a great continuation of Beth’s story. Beth has been a vampire for five years now. Beth’s maker Amon has been missing these past five years. Beth has been searching for him ever since. In the meantime, Beth married Philippe whom she loves very dearly.
Actually, Beth’s heart is torn between Amon and Philippe. She loves them both and her heart is in distress trying to figure out what she truly wants.
The fire is slowly dying in Beth and Philippe’s relationship. Or at least their flame is not dancing as high as it once did. Beth is no longer sure she can trust Philippe as he has given her reason not to.
Is Beth’s love for Philippe strong enough to overcome their problems? Does Beth even want to try? Maybe her heart is leading her toward another in a stronger way? Does Beth’s heart belong to another? Who does Beth’s heart belong to?
I so love the world that was created for the Immortal Kiss series. It just got better with the second book Bound by Blood. When reading Bound by Blood I kept thinking about True Blood and The Twilight Saga. I love the twists on the vampire world in Bound by Blood.
The suspense and the twists kept the pages turning for me along with the vampires, the vampire council, the vampire hunters, and the vampire bar, yeah I loved the vampire bar and its occupants. I can’t wait to dive into the next book, The Vampire Within to see what awaits.
I highly recommend Bound by Blood to all vampire lovers! Grab a copy of Bound by Blood today!
Immortal Kiss
Immortal Kiss Series Book 1
Centuries ago ten powerful vampire gods first walked the earth; their blood thirst knew no boundaries. The destruction of mankind was inevitable. Recognizing their weakness, they selected twelve wise human beings to transform with their godly blood. These twelve, known as The Old Ones and The Council, govern The Ten. A blood lottery appeasing The Ten’s hunger was set forth into the human world and passed down every fifth generation, continuing into the present day.
All of Beth Ryan’s life a mysterious mist has watched over her; a mist she believed to be a vampire. On a cold winter night, Philippe Delon, a 700-year-old vampire walks into Beth’s life. She is drawn to him, certain he is the vampire behind the mist...but is he?
Beth and Philippe cannot deny their love for each other, nor do they try to fight it. Within days of their encounter, Beth accepts Philippe’s invitation to move into his mansion. The mansion unlocks the door to the vampire world and exposes secrets from Beth’s past. Within its walls, she learns the true identity of the mist, her link to the blood lottery, and betrayal of her loved ones. Surrounded by lies, Beth stands before The Council begging for resolution.
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Immortal Kiss is the first book in the Immortal Kiss series by Laura Daleo. Immortal Kiss pulled me into its world from the first chapter and didn’t let go until the last page. But even now as I sit here writing my review it is still heavily on my mind. Once I picked up Immortal Kiss I couldn’t stop turning the pages.
I love the world that was created for Immortal Kiss. I love the unique and new twist on vampires. I don’t think I have ever read anything like this before. Well, not the twists on vampires. I love how Laura Daleo combines vampires and gods together in one story. I can’t wait to read more in the Immortal Kiss Series.
Beth Ryan has been seeing a misty figure out of the corner of her eye since she was a child. Beth has wanted to meet the misty figure for a long time. Beth’s boyfriend wants to take their relationship to the next level by asking her to move in with him but Beth is not ready.
But then she meets the misty figure and learns he is Philippe Delon, a 700-year-old vampire. After only knowing Philippe for a little while he asks Beth to move in with him and she accepts. Crazy right? But she has sort of known him for a long time from afar. I guess it was a love-at-first-sight sort of thing.
But then things take another twist when another vampire is introduced into the mix. This new vampire has a thing for Beth as well. Well, now things started to really heat up as I was hanging on the edge of my seat wondering what was going to happen now. I mean wow two vampires to choose from. Oh my, what is Beth going to do? Who will she choose? A better question is who is her heart going to choose?
Immortal Kiss is a very fascinating and enthralling story that kept me glued to the pages wondering where the story was going next. The world-building is just awesome. I have to say again that the storyline is fabulous. What more could you ask for I mean you have vampires, gods, and romance.
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LAURA DALEO has been writing for over 20 years and has published 7 books. In addition to advocating for reading and writing, she is a strong supporter of the Indie author community. She is well known for her Immortal Kiss series which captures vampiric persuasion. The Egyptian pantheon, which gave rise to vampires, is explored in this series in an interesting way.
Laura has a passion for writing stories that explore the supernatural realm and bring her characters to life. Her published works include Immortal Kiss, Bound by Blood, The Vampire Within, Once We Were Witches, The Vow, The Soul Collector, and The Doll.
With her Facebook group, The BOOKLounge For Readers and Authors, she has created a community for readers and authors. It is home to over 65k active members. In addition, Laura is contributing to a short story anthology with four other authors from The BOOKLounge for Readers and Authors. The anthology is scheduled for release in October 2023.
A native of San Diego, California, Laura now lives in Tucson, Arizona with her two dogs, Rose and Cooper.
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