RBTL Book Promotions Presents: Beautiful Savage by Victoria Ashley; #BookBlitz, #NowAvailable, #OutNow

Title: Beautiful Savage

Author: Victoria Ashley 

Series: Savage & Ink Book 2

Genre: Contemporary Romance w/ Dark Elements 

Release Date: May 21 2018

Edition/Format: 1st Edition/Format ~ eBook & Print

Blurb/Synopsis:

JAXON KADE

I can’t breathe… I don’t want to. With every breath that fills my lungs, I feel the pain she’s fighting and it’s killing me slowly, reminding me of the day she got ripped away.

I’ve gone thirteen years without her, and as if she was never gone, she walks back into my life, feisty as h@ll and set on running from me.

I refuse to let that happen.

She’s my Lex. It doesn’t matter if I have to destroy everything in my path that leads to her—I will.

I’ve been in love with her since the age of nine. I lost her once, and you better d@mn well believe that I will walk through the fires of Hell before losing her again.

She’s broken…

Ripped apart by the world. I’m making it my mission to piece her back together again and claim her as mine.

Every part of her sexy body has been possessed by me.

I know she sees she’s not the only one who has changed with time. I’m rough, savage, and just as damaged as she is.

But there’s one thing I’m capable of—always have been—and that is loving her.

I promise to do everything in my power to show her, no matter what it takes or how much it hurts.

ALEXANDRA ADAMS

I never thought I’d lay eyes on Jax Kade again, and the moment I realized the rough, edgy man I allowed to take me home and have rough sex with me was him… my world came crashing down around me.

I’m no good for him.

Not for the sweet, protective Jax that took care of me back when no one else would.

I’m damaged, unrepairable…

I need medicine to escape this reality—the pills, c@caine, and liquor aren’t even enough to numb the pain of my past.

Years without Jax destroyed me—ruined me forever—and being back in his life will only ruin him the same.

I could never do that to my beautiful Jax. I never meant to find him, and I sure as hell never meant to want him again as much as I did before we were ripped apart.

It doesn’t matter that I need to stay away from him. It doesn’t matter that I fight to keep my distance. Jax refuses to let me go.

He doesn’t care how messed up I am. My biggest fear is destroying the only person I’ve ever been capable of loving, but he’s not giving me any other choice…

 

***Disclaimer: This entire series is graphic with detailed violence, sex, and language.

If you’re offended by books that have explicit content, please proceed with caution.***

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Excerpt:

PROLOGUE

JAX

I can’t fucking breathe… I don’t want to. With every breath that fills my lungs, I feel the rage building inside of me, making it hard to think straight.

If I don’t find out where this son of a bitch is within the next thirty seconds, I know without a doubt I’ll be taking a man’s life tonight.

I’ll stand here, my rough hands wrapped tightly around James’ throat, squeezing until I see the last sign of life drain from his eyes.

And I will feel nothing.

Which is exactly what I’ve felt for the last three days; since I showed up at Alexandra’s house to find it littered with pills and cocaine.

I’m numb to every emotion other than fury.

My grip around James’ throat tightens as I hold his head above the bathwater, giving him a few moments to catch his breath.

The prick can hardly remember his name at this point from the lack of oxygen to his brain, but I don’t give a fuck. Either that or he’s not talking. One way or another, he has answers that I need and I’m not leaving here without them.

“Where is he?” I ask again, my voice gruff as I lean in close to his bloodied and swollen face. “This is your last chance.”

He coughs and digs at my hands when I give his throat a firm squeeze and lift him higher out of the water.

“I don’t…” he coughs. “…know–”

“Tell me, before I rip your fucking throat out.” Anger courses through me, making me see red when I don’t get the answer I need. “Fuck this.”

Growling out, I shove him back into the water, watching with dead eyes, all the fucks in the world gone as he gasps for air and slaps at the porcelain surrounding him.

It’s hard to see him through the bloodstained water, yet I keep my gaze on him, not wanting to miss a second of his suffering.

It’s this piece of shit’s fault that Alexandra got mixed up with Jasper to begin with.

I kept her in the dark when we were kids, not wanting her to ever know who that sick fuck was; even though he’d been at my doorstep more times than I could count while growing up.

I couldn’t protect my mother from him, but I made damn sure he never set his eyes on Alexandra to chance ruining her too.

Even when I was too young to fully understand how that part of the world worked, I still knew he was bad news.

I’d seen how dangerous and greedy he was through his careless eyes.

With my hand still around James’ throat, I step into the water and kneel above his body, so I can get a better grip. Looking him dead in the eyes, I reach into my boot and pull out my knife, placing it to his cheek.

“Tell me where the fuck he is, before I start cutting you into pieces, starting with your tongue. Now!” I scream in his face, before releasing his throat with a shove.

I keep my body above his, not giving him a chance to escape even if he had it left in him, which he doesn’t.

We’ve been at this for over twenty minutes now.

“I don’t know…” he gasps out, gripping at the bathtub. “I swear! I swear! Please, don’t. Please…”

Letting out some pent-up anger, I slam my fist into his face, knocking him out cold.

I still need him alive, so I grab him by the shirt and pull him above the water, before walking across the room to grab another cigarette from the sink.

“Fuck!” I smash the box in my hand, before tossing the empty package at the wall. This is not a good time to run out of smokes. They’re about the only thing keeping me from killing this asshole.

Yelling out, I grip my hair, before reaching for the closest thing to me and breaking it against the wall. I don’t stop until everything in this small bathroom is broken and out of place.

When I stop to catch my breath, I look into the mirror, staring long and hard at the monster I’ve become for her. She is the only girl I’d kill for. Always has been.

I slam my fist into the glass repeatedly, not stopping until my skin is hanging from my knuckles.

Blood covers everything.

My fist.

The sink.

The floor.

And I know more blood will spill until I get what I need, because I won’t stop until I’m standing above Jasper’s lifeless body and he’s paid for hurting the person I love most in this shitty world.

And I’ll kill any motherfucker who stands in my way…

Savage & Ink Series

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Author Information:

New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Walk of Shame Series.

Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.

She lives for a good romance book with bad boys that are just highly misunderstood. When she's not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorite shows.

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RBTL Presents: Deamhan by Isaiyan Morrison; Review and #Giveaway

Title: Deamhan

Author: Isaiyan Morrison

Series: Deamhan Chronicles (#1)

Genre: Adult/Paranormal/Urban Fantasy

Publisher: Rainstorm Press

Release Date: Aug 12 2013

Edition/Formats Available In: eBook & Print
Rating:  4 stars

Disclosure of Material Connection:  I received this book for review from Read Between the Lines Blog Tour and the author.  I was not compensated nor was I required to write a positive review.  The opinions I have expressed are my own.  I am posting this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255:  "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising"

Blurb/Synopsis:

Deamhan have survived by remaining hidden in the shadows. Ramanga, Lamia, Metusba, and Lugat have been overshadowed by what humans know as the modern vampire. But what if vampires aren’t the real threat?

One woman’s search for her mother who disappeared without a trace on the streets of Minneapolis takes her into the precarious world of Deamhan, psychic vampires who rule the underground nightlife in the city’s most darkest corners.

She gains the trust of the only other human familiar with the Deamhan lifestyle. With his help she finds not only can the Deamhan not be trusted but it’s her own father, president of a ruthless organization of researchers, who has diabolically maintained that distrust

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Author Information:

 Isaiyan Morrison was born and raised in Minnesota. She moved to San Diego, California while in the Navy. After serving four years of active duty, she moved to Los Angeles. After a few years, she moved back to Minnesota where she started to pursue her dream to be an author. Her novel Deamhan, is the first book in the Deamhan Chronicles. She now resides in Texas with her two cats, a pit bull dog, and two guinea pigs.

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Other Works by Isaiyan Morrison:

Deamhan Chronicles

Deamhan (#1)

Dark Curse (#2)

Deamhan Tales

Kei. Family Matters (#1)

My Thoughts:

Veronica Austin has come home after a long time.  She’s looking for answers to something that happened long ago.  Remy is just one of many that Veronica meets at a local hangout.  Early on, I learned something new – the meaning of Minneapolis (and then I get the duh moment – of course that’s what it would be).  Our author is very creative but takes the time to add in a little tidbit that just adds a little something for the reader to connect with.

I’m impressed with the unique take on what a vampire is supposed to be.  It’s not a book that you will want to have any preconceived notions.  This story is totally different.  This author has made Veronica out to be a woman with self-confidence enough to stand by her convictions.  But when confronted by something that would send most people running in the other direction, she tries to look at the end results – you will see that confidence when you read the ending.  And that ending sets the reader up for the novella Kei Family Matters.

In order to get to know and understand this author’s characters, you need to read this series in order.  One such character is Sean Fechin.  He’s a friend of Veronica’s but he also works for a group her father is involved in.  Another character is Kenneth and I think he’s one that you’re meant to hate – you will have to read and see if you agree.  And just like any good series, some characters make reappearances.  In this case, Silvanus who is introduced here but then makes another appearance in book two, Dark Curse.  Which just reaffirms that this is a series that must be read in order.  I hope you will take the time and at least add this series to your TBR list.

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 EXCERPT:

The tiny hairs on the back of Veronica’s neck stood up followed by a small gust of wind and the smell of expensive cologne. She immediately turned around and jumped, bumping against the door and creating a loud thud. Remy stood with his brown eyes scanning her.

“Now, now Veronica,” he said as he leaned against the wall. “That would be prying.”     This time Veronica forced herself to not back away. Unlike their first encounter, Remy’s appearance wasn’t intimidating. Dressed in a sleek black shirt with tight fitting blue jeans, he towered slightly over her. His brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, just like the last time she saw him.

“Shouldn’t you be doing something angst related right now?” Remy questioned Hallie.

Hallie held out her hand. “Where’s my cigs?”

Remy looked at Veronica and smiled. His eyes were hollow giving her mixed signals. “Kids these days.” He reached into the pockets of his jeans and pulled out an unopened pack of cigarettes. “Always want, want, want, but never give, give, give.”

Hallie snatched the pack from his grasp.

“Now, off you go.” He patted Hallie on her head. “Move along now.”

Hallie gave him an evil eye before heading back up the stairs.

Remy leaned against the wall, continuing to gawk at Veronica. It made her uneasy and she looked away. She tried her best to ignore his intimidating and somewhat attractive stare by hiding her thoughts.

He smiled. “What can I say? I’m good with kids.”

She brushed off his remark and she began to fidget with the knob handle on the basement door.

“She’s been playing with Murphy for about a week now,” he continued. “She’s trying to get into that little brain of his. Gotta give that human credit; he’s stronger than he looks.”

Veronica tried pushing her weight against the door but it didn’t budge.

“So, Miss Austin. We never did finish that conversation.”

“What conversation?”

“Oh you know. The one where you blocked your thoughts, then ran off at the sight of me feeding.” He pouted. “You didn’t even say goodbye.”

“Look, I’m not some whore who’ll fall for your tricks.” Veronica faced him with her back to the door. “I know who you are and what you can do, so don’t try to insult my intelligence.”

In Deamhan speed, Remy placed his hand on the door near her head. “And that’s why you fascinate me. You’re like no other researcher I’ve ever encountered,” he whispered. “Plus you smell so good.”

“I’m not a researcher.”

His comments didn’t faze her. She moved his hand away and returned back to the door. The deadened noise from the other side became louder.

“What’s she doing down there?” Veronica probed.

“Questioning the human about Kei.” He moved in closer to Veronica. “Anastasia is a weird one. She’s what you call old school. She does things her way.”

 “Open the door,” Veronica said.

“A little demanding, aren’t we?”

“I want to go down there.”

“I don’t think she’d appreciate that,” Remy replied.

Veronica turned back around. “I have a few questions of my own for Murphy.”

His eyes drifted to her chest. “If you ask nicely.”

Veronica folded her hands, covering her breasts.

Remy grabbed the knob and with his Deamhan strength, he yanked the door open. The door splintered and the metallic lock flew past his head, landing on the floor.

He stepped away and gracefully bowed. “Done.” He smiled.

The space was dark and Veronica reached her arms out to the side, sliding her palms against the cold concrete wall. Remy watched her while she proceeded down the steps cautiously, trying to not make a noise (she was sure that Anastasia knew someone was lurking on the top steps) and at the same time trying not to fall.

Reaching the bottom steps, Veronica smelled the stringent scent of a damp basement. A candle with a flickering flame gave off an eerie glow. She swallowed and walked alongside the concrete wall. She felt herself step on a soft object, but she continued forward. Her foot stepped onto a lower portion of the floor and she lost her footing. She tumbled forward slightly and caught herself, but not in time to feel her hip brush against another table. The table shifted and a small box filled with debris fell to the floor.

She felt a brush of wind, and in front of her she saw Anastasia’s face outlined in the dark.

At first Anastasia didn’t say anything. Instead her eyes darted to Remy who smiled briefly.

“She wanted a tour, Anastasia,” he replied.