Book Tour: Zero Hour By Lili St. Germain


They say a human being needs few things to exist.
A purpose,
Hope for the future,
But most of all…
Love.
Juliette Portland had all of those things. Her purpose was simple: Seduce. Deceive. Kill. Avenge. Once Dornan Ross and his sons were dead, her future was supposed to be clear. Her life was finally going to begin. And love… Against all the odds, she had the love of a boy she never thought she’d see again. 
Everything should have gone according to plan. Everything should have been easy once Dornan was dead and buried.
Of course, life has a way of fucking with even the most meticulous of plans, and calling in owed debts can have the most severe consequences. Thanks to Juliette’s diabolical retribution, the Il Sangue Cartel has lost it’s Kingpin, but not for long. There’s always someone in the wings, ready to step onstage and seize power. The Gypsy Brothers Motorcycle Club might be reeling from the deaths of their President and his six patch-wearing sons, but they’ve come back swinging.
Two deadly enemies, hundreds of bloodthirsty members, both sides eager to punish those that would try to topple them.
Two survivors, a man and a woman, forced to flee in the night.
For Juliette, vengeance is a hollow victory. 
It never, ever ends.
The flames of incomplete vengeance are licking at her heels, and it’s only a matter of time before the Il Sangue cartel and the Gypsy Brothers catch her in their grip and crush her.
Unless she crushes them first.
It’s no secret that I have loved the Gypsy Brother MC series since the very first glimpse of the darkness, death and disturbing scenes that this series has given us.  Revenge is at times bittersweet, what happens once you found your revenge but still haven’t been able to find that peace you hoped it would bring?  Especially when that peace also consists of you still running, only this time from the Cartel.  Juliette and Jase have been through so much already, if you know this series you know exactly what I am talking about, so will they be able to keep their relationship together through even more?  These are all questions you ask while reading Zero Hour

In true Lili St. Germain form, be prepared for your mind to be fucked with, to reach into that dark scary place inside of your soul that holds those dark thoughts and feeds those disturbing thoughts that only this series can bring.  This has been a series that has stayed consistent from beginning to end, every book has been one that I know I won’t forget anytime soon.  If you haven’t already read this series and are a fan of a dark romance then add this to your TBR list, if you read everything up until Zero Hour make sure you read the final book you won’t be disappointed.

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 This trailer was shot on location in Venice Beach by Red14 Films, exclusively for Lili!


I don’t even stop to see what kind of furniture the room consists of. I throw Juliette on the floor and pounce on her like I’m a lion and she’s my catch.
My dick’s inside her within three seconds of the door closing, even though its dark in here, the only light from a couple of candles throwing off weak light. It could be the middle of the day and I wouldn’t have a clue, because all I can see is Juliette Portland underneath me, her legs spread and her pussy full of me. I put my hands around her neck. I want to squeeze. I want to choke her so fucking badly. Goddamn it! I stop grinding my cock into her. I just stop.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I whisper in the dark. “Julz, the things I used to do in this place—I used to hurt people and get off on it. I don’t want to hurt you, baby.”
She reaches up and grabs hold of my face; I can just make out her eyes, her pupils almost swallowing any trace of green.
“Jase,” she breathes, “What if I want you to hurt me?”

Lili writes dark romance, suspense and paranormal stories. Her serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the following books in the series to be released in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, good coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Pinterest.
She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.

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Release Blitz: Tank By Carmen Jenner

Enter an unsettling world of volatile relationships, hot bikers, and even hotter sex that will have you on the edge of your seat and force you to keep a white-knuckled grip on your e-reader.

Killer. Criminal. Sociopath.

All of these words have been used to describe me, and for the longest time I believed that that’s all I was.

I’m the man you call in to clean up your mess, assuming your mess is a guy who needs a bullet to the head. I’m the man the MC calls when they want their dirty work done.

I’m the man who doesn’t feel.

Until now.

Until her.

Now my mess is a woman who won’t save herself. I’ll fight like hell to save her, but at what price to the club? And at what cost to me?

Warning: TANK contains graphic violence, profanity, drug use, and explicit sexual situations that may be a trigger and cause some readers emotional discomfort. Intended for an 18+ audience only. Not intended for pussies.
So I honestly didn’t think anything Carmen Jenner wrote would top the darkness and feelings that Kickhad brought me when I first read it, but holy shit Tank made Kick look like a light read. Please make sure you read the warning before starting the book because it is there for a reason, one that you will want to know to help prepare yourself.

Now this review is going to be very short and by now you know when I do that it is so I don’t give any detail away.  This time it is for that reason as well as I am having a hard time even finding the right words to describe Tank beyond dark, emotional, kindle throwing, holy shit what did I just read, couldn’t put it down, darker than dark, and just wow.  Tank is all of those and so much more.  If you loved Kick like I did than you will love Tank even more.  If you are a fan of dark romances then make sure you buy this one and prepare for the aftermath on your emotions this book will bring.


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“So, the usual?” Louis asks.

“Yeah.” Tank intervenes by knocking Louis’ arm away when he tries to hand me a menu.

I glare at the obnoxious arse. “I don’t get to decide what I want?”

“Nope.” He smirks, and it’s quite possibly the millionth one I’ve seen today. “I know exactly what you want. You just need to trust me.”

“Okay then,” Louis says. “Coffee?”

“Yes,” I practically shout. “The strongest you have.”

Tank shakes his head. “Get her a latté.”

I swear if looks could kill, Tank would be burnt to a char right about now. No one takes my coffee from me and lives to tell about it.

“Your system doesn’t need any more stimulation.”

“It’s caffeine, Tank, not cocaine,” I argue. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be okay.”

He shrugs, and Louis glances nervously between us again. He looks as though he wants to flee. Tank has that effect on a lot of people. Then again, it could be the fact that I just admitted to being a junkie and at any second he’s expecting me to break out my stash and start snorting lines off of his fancy table. Louis says, “Okay, so latté it is then.”

“No, I want—”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, but your man is too scary to say no to.” He backs away from the table, shouting, “But don’t you worry, it’ll be the best latté you’ve ever tasted. You just sit tight.”

“He’s not my fucking man,” I shout back, drawing the attention of every patron in the room, which is really only two other people, not including Louis and Kerri. I look around sheepishly and then wrap my arms around myself, turning my attention back to Tank. “Stop fucking smirking, you arsehole, or I’m walking.”

“Try it and see how far you get, Warrior Princess.”

“I’m betting I’d at least get halfway down the street before you caught up to me.”

“You wanna test that theory?” He challenges with a grin, though his gaze warms me head to toe with its intensity. “My money says you’ll make it to the door before I drag you back to the table, put you over my fuckin’ knee and spank your arse ’til it’s red raw.”

I let out a deep, shaking breath and lick my lips. Jesus Christ do I want that. I want it so fucking bad. My nipples turn rock hard and Tank’s gaze drops to my black singlet. I’m suddenly hot, wet, and hyper aware of his lingering gaze. This man is going to be the death of me.

SAVAGE SAINTS MC SERIES
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KICK
TANK
JETT
GRIM
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Carmen Jenner is a thirty-something, USA TODAY and international bestselling author of the Sugartown, Savage Saints, and Taint series.

Her dark romance, KICK (Savage Saints MC #1), won Best Dark Romance Read in the Reader’s Choice Awards at RWDU 2015.

A tattoo enthusiast, hardcore MAC addict and zombie fangirl, Carmen lives on the sunny north coast of New South Wales, Australia, where she spends her time indoors wrangling her two wildling children, a dog named Pikelet, and her very own man-child.

A romantic at heart, Carmen strives to give her characters the HEA they deserve, but not before ruining their lives completely first … because what’s a happily ever after without a little torture?

http://www.carmenjenner.com

Published titles to date:

Welcome to Sugartown (Sugartown Series #1)

Enjoy Your Stay (Sugartown Series #2)

Greetings from Sugartown (Sugartown Series #3)

Now Leaving Sugartown (Sugartown Series #4)

REVELRY (Taint #1) 

KICK (Savage Saints MC #1)

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Release Day Blitz: Blood Rites By Amity Cross

A beautiful star, a dark prince with a price and an affair that pushes the limits of sanity…

Sebastian Vaughn has a secret.
Lorelei Lansford is the epitome of perfection.
 

Vaughn has darkness inside of him. Recruited by a criminal organization at a young age, he leads a double life. He deals in women, arms and intelligence, but to the outside world he’s just another rich playboy living the lifestyle. That is until he crosses paths with a shining star, a beauty he can’t keep his hands off.
 
Lorelei was born into a wealthy family and has certain responsibilities she is expected to obey without question. One of those is not falling in love with high society bad boy, Sebastian Vaughn. Money, sex, danger… Vaughn exudes it and like a moth to a flame, she can’t stay away. When Vaughn steps into something out of his control there’s only one way he can escape with his life. He has to make a deal that will betray everything he holds dear.

The price?
Lorelei.

Warning: This is a story about pain and retribution. It does not have a happy ending. There is strong language, sex scenes and violence. It is not intended for those of a squeamish disposition. Blood Rites is dark, dangerous and smooth. You have been warned.

18+ due to mature sexual content.


Please, please take the warning from the author seriously.  I never want a reader to go into a book after not reading a warning and then hating it because they didn’t take the time to read the warning.  Now that being said I shall be short and sweet with my review because I am not giving one single thing away.
If you have read the previous books in the Royal Blood series you know going in that this is not your sweet happy loving romances.  They are dark, emotional, painful and at times disturbing (I love those types of books).  Blood Rites continues this trend and I loved every dark moment. 
You were introduced to Vaughn in the previous book, and I know I was extremely curious as to who “The Hangman” was and the story behind his pain.  All I am going to say is that it only takes one event or even a series of events to make someone turn to the darker side of life.  Take from that what you will but there is no happily ever after here, sorry.

Amity Cross has a way to make the dark, disturbing reads suspenseful enough that it keeps you coming back for more mind fucks when what you should really do is run far away.  If you are a fan of these types of books please check out the first two books before diving into Blood Rites, I promise you won’t be disappointed.
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Amity Cross isn’t her real name. That’s no secret.


She is the author of wicked stories about rock stars looking for redemption, gritty romances featuring MMA fighters and dark tales of forbidden romance. She loves to write about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don’t take s**t lying down.

Amity lives in a leafy country town in southern Australia and can be found chained to her desk, held at ransom by her characters.

Don’t send help. She likes it.

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Release Day Blitz: Retribution By Mandy Lou Dowson

Three people irrevocably linked. 
A remorseless killer. 
A shady businessman. 
A woman caught in the cross-fire.

Braxton Alexander is a beast without remorse; a vessel filled with hate. Imprisoned for the murder of the one girl who loved him, now he is free, and hell bent on taking all of his pent up rage out on one person in particular.

Brycen Cole knows he must stop Braxton from taking everything he has and turning it to ash.

Gemma Woods has loved Brycen for years, but ever so slowly the happiness she once felt in the arms of her lover has turned to fear and resentment.

Braxton has one goal, one thought, and one mission – destroy Brycen Cole, by any means necessary. 

He will not stop. 
He will not fail. 
Like a juggernaut, he will keep coming, destroying everything in his wake.

Brycen runs a successful corporation and provides a lot of pay-checks; he also has a shady past and a dark talent for hiding things.

Gemma spots the wolf in sheep’s clothing but cannot stop gravitating towards him again and again.

What happens when the lines between good and evil become blurred? 

What happens when the one you love is the one you should fear?
What happens when the one you fear becomes the only one you can trust?

I love a dark read, especially one that will keep me on the edge of my seat, or in this case the edge of my bed (I am sick and have been ordered to rest, so I am resting by reading lol).  Anyways as I was saying I love when I am so enthralled into a book that I must keep reading to find out what the next page, hell the next paragraph will bring and this happened for me with Retribution.  Add into the equation a love triangle and I was caught hook, line and sinker for the entire book.  I am keeping this review short and sweet because I am really trying to not give any kind of spoiler away but I will say this, that ending had me screaming where is the rest of the book?  I need more now.

If you aren’t a fan of dark, suspenseful reads then you may want to skip over Retribution, but if you are like me who like books that tend to be darker and has some suspense to it then I think you will be sucked into it from the very first page until the last.
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Mandy Lou Dowson was born and raised in a small town in Ireland, in 1983, and at this stage in life, she’s pretty sure the town won’t let her leave. Family is a huge deal to Mandy. She has three wonderful children (most of the time), and two Siberian Huskies who are each as naughty as the other – in fact, she’s sure they egg each other on in silly cartoon voices when nobody is looking.

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“Climb out the window and get covered in mud.”

“No, I did it last time. You do it!”

“R’uh, r’oh, here SHE is. Shhh.”

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When she’s not writing, reading, or plotting her next book — or, you know, world domination – , she likes to relax with a few glasses of wine and some karaoke. You can usually find her procrastinating on social media of some sort, chatting to fans and talking nonsense.
 
Mandy started reading at quite a young age and her appetite for the written word has only increased with time. It would not be at all surprising to find her reading anything and everything from shampoo bottles to Edgar Allan Poe.
 
She is the author of three different genres of romance books. The Moon Bound series, which is in the Paranormal Romance genre, and is gathering rave reviews, and the Taboo series, which is Contemporary with a hint of the forbidden, the first of which has gathered very mixed reviews across the board, from one extreme to the other.

She has also made a foray into Dark Romance recently, with her first title in the genre, Retribution, releasing in Summer 2015.

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Release Boost: Bad Blood By Amity Cross

A killer without a master.

A monster without a leash.

Xavier “X” Blood is a contract killer. Cold, calculating, devoid of feeling.

He knows the best way to drive the life from another human beings eyes, but what he doesn’t bargain on is wanting to save a life he’s meant to take.

Mercy Reid was good at running from her demons. That was until she met X and her life was thrown into chaos.

Mercy finally has him on her side…and in her bed, but it’s at a cost far greater than she could’ve anticipated.

On the run, they must learn to trust one another beyond their burgeoning love if they want to get through the coming chaos. Revenge, truth, lies…heartache…insanity. All of it threatening to drive them apart.

Mercy will do whatever it takes to avenge the horror that Sykes put her through. Anything. Even if she has to drown the last of her soul in the bad blood that threatens to destroy the last thing she holds dearest in her heart.

X.
Review Originally posted on April 7, 2015

Just like in the previous book I am going to warn you.  If you do not like dark reads, skip this book.  If you do not like disturbing situations, then skip this book.  If you are looking for rainbows, unicorns and sunshine, then skip this book cause there isn’t one damn rainbow, unicorn or glimpse of sunshine in Bad Blood.  If you need sweet romance, keep on moving because Bad Blood is anything but.

We pick up where Royal Blood left off, with X and Mercy leaving to get away from the threat that her thirst for vengeance has brought and the threat of his MC for his betrayal.  X has broken through his training, and he is remembering and feeling things he never felt before, and these things are fucking with his sanity.  Mercy is a calming force for him but at the same time his thirst for blood, Mercy’s blood, is still strong.  Mercy knows that at any moment X could end her, but she hopes deep down that one of those feelings that he is beginning to feel is love for her.  While training for her to be able to take her vengeance on the bastard who killed her family, Mercy learns more about herself, X and to what lengths she can actually go to to complete her plan.
Was I as completely enthralled by Bad Blood as I had been with Royal Blood?  Yes I was but at the same time I wanted so much more.  Okay maybe I was out of blood when I was reading this, I may have been in a mood that needed the darker side of my love of reading to be fed.  And it was fed but I needed more!  There is a slight cliff hanger that leaves the possibility for more of X and Mercy in the future, and I hope we get more because I would read it for sure.  Like I said when I started this review this book does not have rainbows, unicorns and sunshine but it has something that makes you want X and Mercy to find their own version of a happily ever after, even if that version is surrounded by blood, death or vengeance.  This author has been one of my go to authors when I need something darker and will continue to be so.
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Amity Cross isn’t her real name. That’s no secret.

She is the author of wicked stories about rock stars looking for redemption, gritty romances featuring MMA fighters and dark tales of forbidden romance. She loves to write about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don’t take s**t lying down.

Amity lives in a leafy country town in southern Australia and can be found chained to her desk, held at ransom by her characters.

Don’t send help. She likes it.


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Release Day Blitz: Bad Blood By Amity Cross

A killer without a master.
A monster without a leash.

Xavier “X” Blood is a contract killer. Cold, calculating, devoid of feeling.

He knows the best way to drive the life from another human beings eyes, but what he doesn’t bargain on is wanting to save a life he’s meant to take.

Mercy Reid was good at running from her demons. That was until she met X and her life was thrown into chaos.

Mercy finally has him on her side…and in her bed, but it’s at a cost far greater than she could’ve anticipated.

On the run, they must learn to trust one another beyond their burgeoning love if they want to get through the coming chaos. Revenge, truth, lies…heartache…insanity. All of it threatening to drive them apart.

Mercy will do whatever it takes to avenge the horror that Sykes put her through. Anything. Even if she has to drown the last of her soul in the bad blood that threatens to destroy the last thing she holds dearest in her heart.

X.

Just like in the previous book I am going to warn you.  If you do not like dark reads, skip this book.  If you do not like disturbing situations, then skip this book.  If you are looking for rainbows, unicorns and sunshine, then skip this book cause there isn’t one damn rainbow, unicorn or glimpse of sunshine in Bad Blood.  If you need sweet romance, keep on moving because Bad Blood is anything but.
We pick up where Royal Blood left off, with X and Mercy leaving to get away from the threat that her thirst for vengeance has brought and the threat of his MC for his betrayal.  X has broken through his training, and he is remembering and feeling things he never felt before, and these things are fucking with his sanity.  Mercy is a calming force for him but at the same time his thirst for blood, Mercy’s blood, is still strong.  Mercy knows that at any moment X could end her, but she hopes deep down that one of those feelings that he is beginning to feel is love for her.  While training for her to be able to take her vengeance on the bastard who killed her family, Mercy learns more about herself, X and to what lengths she can actually go to to complete her plan.

Was I as completely enthralled by Bad Blood as I had been with Royal Blood?  Yes I was but at the same time I wanted so much more.  Okay maybe I was out of blood when I was reading this, I may have been in a mood that needed the darker side of my love of reading to be fed.  And it was fed but I needed more!  There is a slight cliff hanger that leaves the possibility for more of X and Mercy in the future, and I hope we get more because I would read it for sure.  Like I said when I started this review this book does not have rainbows, unicorns and sunshine but it has something that makes you want X and Mercy to find their own version of a happily ever after, even if that version is surrounded by blood, death or vengeance.  This author has been one of my go to authors when I need something darker and will continue to be so.
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Amity Cross isn’t her real name. That’s no secret.

She is the author of wicked stories about rock stars looking for redemption, gritty romances featuring MMA fighters and dark tales of forbidden romance. She loves to write about screwed up relationships and kick ass female leads that don’t take s**t lying down.

Amity lives in a leafy country town in southern Australia and can be found chained to her desk, held at ransom by her characters.

Don’t send help. She likes it.




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Review: Hell’s Kitchen By Callie Hart and Lili St. Germain

*From International Bestselling authors Callie Hart and Lili St. Germain comes a tale of two families co-existing in a melting pot of violence, murder and drugs in the seedy underbelly of New York City*

Hell’s Kitchen

Theo and Sal Barbieri are brothers, tasked by their Mafioso father Roberto with a very clear purpose: kidnap Kaitlin McLaughlin. The beautiful daughter of Roberto’s Irish enemy. It’s high time Kaitlin was punished for her father’s sins—not to mention, her own.

And Operation: Kidnap Kaitlin is a roaring success… until it isn’t. When Kaitlin escapes into the busy streets of New York City, it’s a race against the clock to find her before Sal and Theo become the hunted.

Zeth Mayfair has traded his life as a hitman for a quieter existence, but it isn’t long before the past catches up with him in the form of Roberto Barbieri. Will he succumb to the lure of power that Roberto is offering? Or will he retaliate by killing every last Barbieri in New York to get them off his back?

Jason Ross is running. Woken in the night by a tip that the Gypsy Brothers are coming for him, he packs a bag and gets his girlfriend the hell out of dodge. Arriving in New York City in the midst of a heatwave is one thing, but being tailed by an entire drug cartel is another.

Worlds collide in Hell’s Kitchen as secrets come to light and sins are punished. Because we might be different in the light of day, but in the darkness, we’re all connected somehow.

Hell’s Kitchen is a serial comprising three volumes: Hell’s Kitchen, Tribeca and Bleecker Street. Volume One releases on March 3rd with a limited-time sale price of 99 cents.


Let me take a minute to bow down to the authors of the dark and twisted reads that leave you wondering if your mouth will ever shut because your mouth has been open forever with the jaw dropping read that Callie Hart and Lili St. Germain has written.  Word of advice if dark isn’t for you then skip this, because these two are the dark masters and have proved it once again with Hell’s Kitchen.
So that I don’t give anything away, not just out of respect for the authors but because you have to read Hell’s Kitchen, you just have to and I don’t want to spoil anything, this is going to be short and sweet and to the point.  Ladies and gentlemen, if you are fans of either of the authors, read the book!  If you are fans of dark reads, read the book!  If you love suspense read the book!  Are you seeing a theme here?  JUST READ THE BOOK AND BE PREPARED TO HAVE YOUR WORLD ROCKED!

I am still thinking about this book days after finishing it, and with the number of books I read for my own personal reading on top of the ones I read for reviews, when a book stays with me like this one has it is a damn good read.  And, this is only book one, yes there will be more and I can’t freaking wait.  

Review: Cartel By: Lili St. Germain

The first full length Gypsy Brothers novel from the smash hit author Lili St. Germain.

How much is a life worth?

I grew up in Colombia, the daughter of a wealthy drug lord. I lived a life of extravagance, until one day a drug run went horribly wrong and everything came crashing down around us.

I was given away. A payment for a debt. The Gypsy Brothers Motorcycle Club became my new owners, and I did everything I could to survive.

But falling in love with the man who owned me wasn’t part of the plan…

If you have read the Gypsy Brother series by Lili St. Germain you know who Dornan Ross is and the evil that he is capable of.  You have heard of Mariana and had a glimpse of her past but in Cartel we learn how she became a part of Dornan’s life and how while their relationship is toxic and destructive, in a sick and twisted way  they are perfect for one another.  If you haven’t read the Gypsy Brother series yet, I would before continuing.  For me I think it makes Cartel a more intense read, because even while Dornan is a sick twisted fuck, he always has been, but I think something makes him even worse, something we have yet to read but at times there is a glimpse of a heart in his body, and that right there is what has made me go from hating him to being curious as to how this will unfold.

Mariana isn’t all sweet and innocent either, and while I felt major emotion for what she has gone through so far, at the same time I keep thinking to myself the bitch is in a twisted way deserving of this.  Yeah that makes me sound like a bitch but you know what?  Oh well, that is how I felt while reading it and I am not going to apologize for how I feel.

I love Lili St. Germain’s writing.  She knows how to make the perfect recipe of twisted, dark, angsty, tear inducing, throw your kindle in frustration mix that has you addicted to her books.  I loved Cartel, and I am anxious to see what Kingpin and Empire will bring to this dark twisted world that Dornan and Mariana live in.

Blog Tour: Pure Punishment By: T.L. Smith

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PP CoverOne, Two. 

Who to kill? 
Three, four. 
You better open your door. 
Five, six. 
Cut or nick?
Seven, eight. 
Don’t party too late. 
Nine, ten. 
Watch your gate.

My name is Kayla. Would you like to play a game with me? I promise to only make you bleed and possibly scream.

Are you ready for some fun?


Be warned, I am cursing a lot in this review so if you can’t handle it then well not my problem but you have been warned.
Holy shit this was one dark, fuck with your head type of read and I fucking LOVED IT! From the start you can tell that this is going to be one of those rollercoaster rides that are so high that when you reach that peak for that first giant drop, and you begin to rush to the bottom while you scream “FUCK!!!” the entire ride. Yep that’s how it was for me at least. I was on the edge of my seat until the last sentence was read. 
I am not going to go into anything about the book because I refuse to give away even the slightest of spoilers, but I will leave you with these final thoughts. If you like a dark twisted read, this one is for you. If you like books that you think you have figured out but are surprised by that unexpected twist, then this book is for you. If you are just looking for a book that will keep you on the edge of your seat biting your nails, well then pick up Pure Punishment because this book is all those things and more!
 Excerpt:

The sounds of blades being sharpened brings my attention to the right. It’s such a sharp, distinct sound that can make some peoples blood run cold. Me, on the other hand, I love it. As I step into the secluded building, I see the man that directs me to what jobs I have for the night. You see, I do the jobs that no others want to do. I clean up the mess that murderers, rapists, degenerates, and the scum of the earth make. Men that are high and mighty that can get away with their crimes so easily, because they have the money to make their problems disappear. But what most of them don’t expect… is me.

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T.L. lives in Brisbane, Australia with her 2 children. She started writing because of her love of reading. She used to doodle with ideas when she was younger, but never wrote too much. Her life dream is to be a full time author. If you ask her if she is like her characters, she says, “I am like both of the characters from my two book series. I think I have put a bit of myself in both….Krinos tends to say things without thinking, I do the same. She also rules the roost, and I do the same in my household.” Her celebrity crush is Chris Hemsworth, she loves chocolate ice cream, her biggest pet peeve is nails on a chalkboard., and she is not a fan of having her photo taken. She loves being part of the Indie Book world, and has made some amazing friends along the way. But, she acknowledges she could never do what she does if it wasn’t for the bloggers that pimp her and the fans that support her and read her books.
  
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Author Interview:

Where do you live?
I live in Brisbane, Australia.

 Kids? Pets?
I have 2 kids and married, no pets

Why you started writing?
Started writing from my love of reading 

 Did you write when you were younger?
I used to doodle with ideas when I was younger never wrote to much

Life dream?
To be a full-time author

 Favorite ice cream flavor?
Chocloate is my fav ice-cream 

Biggest pet peeve?
Pet peeve – nails on a chalkboard 

Secret celebrity crush?
I have a crush on Chris Hemsworth 

Are you like Krinos? Or is she your alter ego? Krinos is out of the box, why did you choose a character like her? Is she you? Or your alter ego?
I am like both my characters from both of my books, I think I have put a bit of myself in both..
Krinos tends to say things without thinking, I do the same. She also rules the roost. I do the same in my house hold.

P.S. —
I am not a fan of photos LOL
  
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Blog Tour: One Love By: Lili St. Germain

*The final book in the #1 iBooks bestselling Gypsy Brothers series*

Will Julz complete her mission for vengeance against the Gypsy Brothers? Or is Dornan still one step ahead?

More shocking secrets will come to light and lives will be lost in this final, devastating instalment of the Gypsy Brothers series.

Please make sure that you have read the entire Gypsy Brother’s MC series before reading the final book One Love, if not you will be lost and not fully understand the reasoning behind everything that has happened.
In an effort to not give any spoiler away what so ever this review is going to be short and sweet and only will describe how I felt reading One Love because I don’t want to give he slightest hint of what goes on away.
Holy fucking shit!  Those three words are the best way to describe not just this book but the entire series.  When I first read Seven Sons I knew that we were going to be in for one hell of a ride.  This is not a hearts and flowers type series, if that is what you are looking for then you might as well just skip this series all together because it is the farthest from hearts and flowers than anything could be.  This has been one sick, twisted, pain filled ride and I can’t believe that it is over.  There is love in the story but as the author has stated it’s not a love story and yes there is a major difference between the two scenarios.  All I can say is that if you are looking for something on a darker side, this series is for you.  If you want to see destruction and revenge, this series is for you.  If you want the ultimate pay back, then this series is for you.  One Love concludes the Gypsy Brothers MC series and in my opinion what happens and the way it ends is perfect, because that is just how this book is.  Lili St. Germain, you have hooked me into your dark world and I can’t wait to read more from you in the future.  Congrats on a kick ass ending for a kick ass series!
One Love (Gypsy Brothers, Book Seven)

CHAPTER ONE

“I want my lawyer,” I repeat for the hundredth time.

There are two CIA agents in front of me, and they’re playing a very cheesy rendition of good cop / bad cop.

We’ve been at this for hours. Boss Bitch — Agent Dunn, as she’s since told me — on one side, and her completely dumb but cute male offsider, Agent Brennan, on the other. In my head, to pass the hours, I’ve nicknamed them Agent Bitch and Agent Dumbass. I sit across from them, my hands in my lap, heavy metal cuffs weighing them down.

My throat is dry, my tongue parched. Agent Dumbass has a fresh can of Coke in front of him, and I can see the tiny beads of condensation running down the sides. I want it. I want to reach over and grab the can. I don’t even need to drink what’s inside. I’ll settle for the condensation making its lazy descent down the side of the bright red can and onto the dusty Formica table that separates me from them.

“Let’s try this again,” the female cop says, tucking a loose blonde hair behind her ear. The rest is up in a severe bun that reminds me of a matronly grandmother, even though this woman only looks about thirty. She’s got a slight southern inflection that reminds me of Elliot’s grandma.

I don’t reply, waiting for whatever it is she plans on doing next. Her next big thought, her latest overdone gesture, to try and convince me that I should spill all of my dirty secrets onto this table between us. So far she’s used threats against Jase, a plea deal that would grant me immunity, and long stretches of silence.

None of that will break me. I’ve been tortured by Dornan fucking Ross. This woman’s going to have to try a lot harder, or maybe get out some pliers and start yanking my teeth out of my mouth, before I’ll give her a single damned thing.

She snatches up a manila folder and opens it, handing a photograph to her male offsider. “Stick these up,” she barks at him, and he moves slowly, ripping a section of blue-tack from a large blue ball of the stuff that must live permanently on the wall to my left. I watch, just slightly interested as to what they’re going to try and scare me with.

They don’t disappoint. As I watch them pin 5×7 photographs to the wall, I can’t help but feel some sense of satisfaction for the lives that ended at my hands. I have to remain impassive though, so I tamp down the gloating grin that wants to spread across my face and settle for my resting bitch face instead.

Dunn peeks at me from the corner of her eye, and I return her gaze impassively. She might think she can get under my skin, but I grew up in the Gypsy Brothers MC for shit’s sake. I know how to hold out in front of a cop.

“Chad Ross,” Dunn says, smoothing her pants as she stands up and circles the table, coming to stand next to the photographs her partner is sticking up in a haphazard fashion. I wait for her to reach out and straighten them. Boom. Three seconds later, she does just that, making sure all of the photos line up.

“Chad Ross was poisoned,” she continues, tapping one manicured fingernail against the photo of his bloated death face.

“Looks nasty,” I reply.

“It’s a nasty way to die,” Dunn says, peering at me. “The killer added pure methamphetamine to an energy drink he later consumed. He was probably dead before he hit the ground.”

He wasn’t. He suffered. Thankfully.

“And you’re showing me this why?” I ask, studying my own nails, bitten down to the quick. I never was a girly girl. It’s not easy to keep your nails tidy when you’re constantly trying to claw your way back from death.

Dunn looks at me pointedly before jabbing her fingernail towards the second photo. Ahhh, yes. Maxi in all his naked, bloody glory. His face is a mess from the coke I shoved underneath his nose, the coke laced with strychnine that made blood gush from his nose like warm water from a faucet. I still remember the way his blood felt on my hands. How surreal everything was, bright and garish, as my skull burned with a small amount of the poisoned coke I’d snorted myself.

How I’d nearly died in my quest to kill him.

How it was so worth the risk to see the look on his smarmy fucking face, when I whispered in his ear who I really was and sat back on his lap to watch the fury rise in his cheeks.

As he realized a black widow was the one who’d just fed him his last meal of poison and cocaine.

I glance at Agent Dunn, clearing my throat and attempting to look bored.

“Strychnine-laced cocaine,” she says. “In fact, the same thing you were admitted to hospital for that very night. Jason Ross brought you in to emergency room. They said you almost died.”

“It was a hell of a night,” I reply curtly. “My nose still bleeds just thinking about it.”

She raises her eyebrows in disbelief, and in that moment I have no doubt that she’s cataloguing me as a sociopath or similar.

“Can I ask you a question?” I say suddenly.

“Shoot,” Dunn responds.

I reach my hand out slowly, methodically and take hers, a bold move. She could pepper spray me, shoot me. You’re not supposed to touch the interrogators. But she’s ballsy enough that she doesn’t want to take her hand away, even as I watch her flinch minutely.

“How do you keep your nails so pretty?” I ask sweetly, the saccharine in my voice not reaching the cold death stare I give her. I hold up my other hand. “Mine are hopeless. You spend much time in the field, Agent Dunn?”

She takes her hand away, and I let my own cuffed hands fall back into my lap. I know her skin must be crawling from my touch.

I hope the feeling stays there for a long time. She should not have fucked with me.

“I take good care of myself, Miss Portland,” she says briskly. “Which is more than I can say for you.”

“My child died,” I say blankly. “Physical appearance isn’t on the top of my priority list right now.”

She bristles momentarily. “I am sorry for your loss,” she says finally.

I sit back, crossing my legs. “No, you’re not,” I reply.

She points to the third photograph, which is… hell, I’ve got no idea what that is. I tilt my head, trying to figure out what I’m looking at.

“It’s a leg,” Dunn supplies.

“Ohhh,” I say, nodding. “Thanks.”

It is indeed a leg, or at least part of one. Charred and black, with spots of unmarred flesh and blood still peeking through in sections. Huh. I wonder who it belonged to.

“Two Ross brothers were killed in an explosion. Somebody put homemade bombs in their fuel tanks, can you believe that?”

I shrug. “Sounds like they must have had it coming.”

Dunn points to the final photos, and a cloying heat bleeds up my chest and neck as I remember those three months of horror and torture I endured at Dornan’s hands before I was broken out. The way Dornan’s father Emilio flew backwards with a meaty thump as the top of his head was blown clean off, blood and brains flying everywhere. Mickey’s look of horror that didn’t fade after the bullet entered his face, such a satisfying end for men whose only fault in death was that their ends were much too swift. I imagine how much more satisfying it would have been to hang them by their feet and burn their eyes out with cigarettes and blowtorches, or pull their teeth out with rusty pliers, one by one.

That would have been much more fitting for the men who tried to destroy me, the same men who murdered my father.

Still… they’re dead, and that’s better than them being alive.

“That’s got to give you a headache,” I joke, referring to the last two pictures. The blood and gore have no effect on me. My stomach is made of iron after the atrocities I’ve seen, after all that I’ve endured. If this bitch wants to rattle my cage, she’s going to have to try harder.

“And then we have Jimmy,” she says, sticking one last photograph to the wall. Jimmy’s face, still frozen in shock, the trail of blood from his temple where Jase shot him barely noticeable in the extreme close-up.

“He looks unwell,” I comment. “Thing is, I’m still not sure why you’re showing me all of this.”

Dunn frowns so hard it looks like she’s about to burst a blood vessel.

“Here’s the thing,” she says, throwing a stack of photographs in front of me. “We’ve got you. We have your DNA on the first two victims, and motive. We’ve got probable cause to take you to trial.”

I sift through them, suppressing a twisted smile as I see what happened to Jazz and Ant after they bit the big one when bombs in their motorcycle fuel tanks exploded, ripping them to pieces. It isn’t pretty, what became of them. But to me, it’s beautiful.

I drop the photographs on the table and lean back in the hard metal chair I’ve been sitting on for the past five hours.

“These people are — were — like family to me. Don’t you think it’s a little tacky showing me all of this? I’m still grieving for these boys. They were like brothers to me.”

Agent Dunn actually rolls her eyes at me. At least she’s got some spunk somewhere in there. “Give it a rest, Miss Portland,” she says impatiently. “You’ve got more motive than anyone else, and no alibi for any of these murders.”

“Motive?” I ask sweetly. “And what might that be?”

Agent Dunn hesitates. Go on, I think. Say it. They raped me until they thought I was dead. The murdered my father, and you want to arrest me? Say it.

“I’m not authorized to talk with you about an active investigation,” Dunn says finally. “But I really think you should start talking, Miss Portland.”

I roll my eyes. “Okay,” I say finally. “I give up. You got me. I’ll tell you something. Let me write it down.”

Dunn’s beady eyes practically wig out of her head. She studies me for a moment, probably to see if I’m telling the truth, and I stare right back at her. If she wanted a wallflower who’d stare at the floor, she arrested the wrong girl.

After a beat, she stands up, turns and bustles out of the room. I divert my attention to Agent Dumbass, who looks like he’s about to fall asleep in his chair.

“I’ll make a full confession,” I say, “if you give me that.” I point to the coke can and he eyes it dubiously. After a pause, he slides the can over to me with one finger. With a smile, I pick up the can between my cuffed hands and take a long drink.

The fizzy liquid burns on the way down my throat, but it’s delicious. I drink as much as I can before Agent Bitch returns, setting it back down on the table and smiling at Dumbass. I slide the can back towards him with a wink. Let him think we’re friends. Let him think I’m just a silly young girl who couldn’t possibly hurt anyone. He looks surprised, taking the can back as Agent Bitch walks back into the room.

She looks between me, the can and the goofy look on Agent Dumbass’s face and shakes her head.

Sliding into her seat, she drops a yellow legal pad on the table between us as she addresses Dumbass.

“She killed a man by poisoning his drink with pure meth,” she says to her partner. “You sure you want that back?”

“Allegedly,” I add.

The oaf stares at the can for a few seconds. Finally, he pushes it back in my direction with an embarrassed look.

In the past five hours or so since I was unceremoniously dumped in this interrogation room, I’ve gone through the whole gamut of emotions. Fear. Shock. Despair. Now, I’m at anger. Anger that bubbles within me. Anger that is thinly disguised as apathy to these two morons.

Dunn drops a blue Bic pen on the legal pad and pushes it over to me. I hold up my cuffed wrists helplessly.

“I can’t write with these things on,” I say.

Dunn gives me the filthiest look before nodding at Dumbass. He stands and circles around to me, removing my cuffs before returning to his spot.

I WANT A LAWYER. I write it as obnoxiously large as I can, underlining the word LAWYER three times.

Agent Bitch’s smile disappears, replaced by a thin line of contempt at her mouth. I grin. Good luck getting those cuffs back on me, motherfucker. I sit back in my seat and snatch up the Coke, draining the rest of the can before they think to take it from me.

“We can play this game for however long you want, Miss Portland,” she says curtly, fiddling with the stack of crime scene photographs in front of her. I smile.

“I’ve got all day,” I say sweetly, even though I really, really don’t. Dornan has Elliot’s daughter and ex-girlfriend, and possibly Elliot himself, and Jase and I have twenty-four hours to meet him and get the girls out of danger before he kills them. At least, that’s what I’m assuming he plans to do to them. I can’t even comprehend what else he might be planning to do to those poor girls to get back at us.

Agent Dunn shakes her head one last time, gathering up the files and stalking towards the door. “I’ll give you some time to think about your position,” she says.

“Isn’t this illegal?” I call out to her. “I’m an American citizen. I have the right to an attorney. Get me a goddamn lawyer!”

Really, I just need a lawyer to post bail so I can get the hell out of here. Not that I’m sure I’d actually be bailed out, but I need something, and talking to these two is proving fruitless. A cold panic is building up inside my stomach, in the hollow space where my baby once lived and died.

God, it’s still so raw, so vicious when the memory of our tiny little baby takes hold and squeezes me. Sometimes, selfishly, I wish I could forget about her, because losing her has cursed me with more pain than I could ever imagine.

If I had any remnants of doubt about killing Dornan before? They’re gone, bled from me in the moments after our daughter was born, still and dead, in the early hours of the morning when the world was still dark.

He took her from me. From us. And I cannot rest until he’s dead and buried, a rotting corpse in the cold ground, a memory and nothing more.

Dornan Ross needs to burn for the things he’s done.

Agent Dumbass follows his partner out of the room and pulls the door shut. I immediately stand up and go to the door, testing the handle. Locked from the outside. Of course. I go back to my chair, collecting the pen someone so thoughtfully left for me and shoving it into my pocket. You know, just in case I need to stab somebody sometime soon.

Which, as it turns out, is sooner than I’d anticipated.

About an hour later, Agent Bitch sticks her head back into the room. “Your lawyer’s on the way,” she says, closing the door behind her again.

This could be anyone. A cop posing as a lawyer to get a confession on tape. A hit man, sent by the Gypsy Brothers or the Cartel. I’m like a sitting duck in here, and I don’t like it one tiny bit.

But what greets me isn’t any of those things.

It’s so much worse.

I don’t move an inch as the door swings open and he walks into the room. Dressed in a suit I’ve seen before, clutching a black leather briefcase by his side. He looks positively fucking amused.

“Well,” I say bitterly, “They’ll let any motherfucker take the bar these days, won’t they?”

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Gypsy Brothers Series by Lili Saint Germain
Seven Sons (Gypsy Brothers, Book One) FREE
Six Brothers (Gypsy Brother, Book Two)
Five Miles (Gypsy Brothers, Book Three)
 Four Score (Gypsy Brothers, Four)
Three Years (Gypsy Brothers, Book Five)
Two Roads (Gypsy Brothers, Book Six)
One Love (Gypsy Brothers, Book Seven)
About the Author:
Lili Saint Germain
Lili writes dark romance, suspense and paranormal stories. Her serial novel, Seven Sons, was released in early 2014, with the following books in the series to be released in quick succession. Lili quit corporate life to focus on writing and so far is loving every minute of it. Her other loves in life include her gorgeous husband and beautiful daughter, good coffee, Tarantino movies and spending hours on Pinterest.
She loves to read almost as much as she loves to write.

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