Wednesday, April 30, 2014


Beers, Hens & Irishmen

Fiona O’Leary wants nothing more than to flee away from the small town she grew up in, her three extremely over protective brothers, and her Irish parents. But leaving Warblers Point is not that simple, especially when she is the bar maid at the local pub she owns with her three brothers. After a two year relationship with local Irishman, Murphy Ryan, sharing nothing but each other’s beds, she realizes she wants more out of a relationship besides sex. But somehow she keeps winding up in his arms wishing she could break away but finds the task impossible when her family is head over heels in love of the idea of Murphy and Fiona together. 

Booker Hall, world re-known director, finds himself living an empty and unfulfilled life. The people around him are fake, narcissistic and only care about his money. In an act of desperation he decides to enlist his sister for some help, give himself a makeover and go to a place where no one would recognize him. Never did he think he was going to fall in love with an unsuspecting bar maid with whiskey colored eyes and an over-bearing family. 

The minute Fiona lays eyes on Booker, she knows she is sunk. His devilish grin, movie star looks and charming heart are hard to avoid and she constantly finds herself gravitating toward him. The only bad thing about Booker is that he is a tourist and living in a touristy town she has learned that getting involved with a non-local only brings heartache. Instead of giving into Booker, she finds herself debating which relationship is safer; an empty relationship but fulfilling sex life with Murphy or a deep and meaningful relationship with Booker that could only bring heartache. 

Beers, Hens and Irishmen dives into the complexity of Fiona’s love life, the crazy antics of her three brothers, as well as her two overbearing and heavily Irish speaking parents. Fists fly, hearts are broken, beer is guzzled and deceit is formed amongst comrades while the O’Leary’s take over Warblers Point in the search for love and what makes them happy.

Beers, Lies & Alibis

The Warblers Point series is back and it’s not all beers and Irish accents this time, revenge is being sought after and Murphy and Sophie won’t give up until they’re back on top.

After the embarrassing display of Liam and Finn fighting over NOT wanting Sophie in her front yard, the gossip vine has made her to look like the town tramp which she isn’t and it has not only affected her social life but her business life as well and she only has the O’Leary boys to thank for it.

Murphy Ryan, hunky Irishman of Warblers Point, can’t stand the fact that he lost his girl to pretty boy Booker James, aka The Sheila. After Murphy lost Fiona, he realized he wants her back in his life because he believes they belong together. He will do whatever it takes to make sure Fiona is back in his arms and as far away from the California boy as possible.

Watch how Murphy and Sophie take it upon themselves to not only seek revenge but get what they want at any cost, no matter who they hurt. The lives, relationships and sanity of the O’Leary family are tested, questioned and pushed to the brink in the second book of the Warblers Point Series: Beers, Lies and Alibis.


“I’m not like every other tourist that walks through this town, believe me.” He was getting so sick of her comparing him to everyone else. He was not like everyone else. If he was, he wouldn’t be in some small town in Vermont searching for happiness. Almost everyone found happiness in a sunny fantastic place like Hollywood.  

She just shrugged his comment off, even though she had a hurt look on her face, from what he didn’t know. He knew his voice sounded a little harsh, but nothing to send such pain through those bourbon-colored eyes. Sensing he wanted to lighten the mood, she scanned him up and down. “That is quite the costume.” 

He countered, “Like you have room to talk.” He gave her the once-over as well, lingering a little too long on her breasts. “I thought I felt my jaw hit the ground when I first saw you. You look fucking hot. Excuse my language, but damn.” 

His comment made her finally succumb and deliver that gorgeous smile of hers. That was more like it, he thought.  

“I could say the same about you.” She fiddled with the buttons on his shirt that were too close to his southern region. “You know, there are buttons on this thing, you don’t have to have your shirt open like that.” 

He chuckled. “You know they make costumes that cover more of your girly bits.” 

“Touché,” she giggled. “Seriously though, where did you get that outfit? It looks familiar.” 

“Your mom, she insisted I wear a costume and this is what she came up with at the last minute and I can’t disappoint Mary Margaret; she controls my bacon portions.” 

She laughed hard at that one. “Yes, don’t want her skimping out on your bacon intake, heaven forbid.”  

“I’m telling you, she makes the best bacon I’ve ever had, and I’ve had plenty of bacon. I don’t know what she does, but it’s fantastic. She has now limited me to three pieces at breakfast. She said she didn’t want to be responsible for clogging my arteries.”

When I was in high school I occasionally read books but was consumed by other teenage things so I didn't take the time to appreciate a good book on a cloudy day, wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, besides “The Notebook” I made time to read the heartbreaking novel.

It wasn't until I received a Kindle for Christmas one year that my world completely flipped upside down. When looking for books, I came across the Contemporary Romance genre and was sold and I haven’t turned back since.

You can either find my head buried in my Kindle, listening to inspiring heart ripping music or typing away on the computer twisting and turning the lives of my characters while driving my readers crazy with anticipation.

I am currently residing in beautiful Colorado Springs where the sun is always shining and there is a trail waiting to be hiked on every corner. I share a lovely and warm home with the love of my life and my five, four-legged children.

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Tuesday, April 29, 2014


Lisa's choice has been made. She's living her dream and couldn't be happier. Then as news comes to shed light on her happily ever after, a series of events are set in motion. Some want to claim what is rightfully theirs, others want to mold it in a positive light.

Alex feels the demon inside of him growing stronger, day by day. Will he be strong enough to keep it at bay, or will he lose himself to the darkness? A new demon comes into Alex and Lisa's life who seems to have every intention of destroying them, but do they know what their intentions truly are? 

Lisa will discover who is an ally and who is the enemy, but will she discover it in time to save Alex from his own self destruction? When she finally understands what's happening to her, will she lose herself and everyone she loves or will she seek redemption and accept what she has become?

~ Amazon ~ Goodreads ~ B&N ~

"Suddenly everything comes to a stop. She looks around their surroundings and her eyes try to focus, finding nothing but blackness. A soft light appears in front of her. It begins to grow and pushes outward, claiming the darkness surrounding it. It continues to widen until light from the field begins to pour inside, illuminating Lisa and her surroundings. Her eyes peer through the portal and it's as if she were looking through water. The image is distorted and continues to move like a constant wake in still waters. She sees Gorgon to her right and she looks over, watching the demon next to her. Lisa's eyes trail down the demon's body then slowly, back up. You fuck this up, I will kill you.

Gorgon raises her brows, turning her body towards Lisa. She says, I'd like to see you try. She crosses her arms over her chest and glances back towards the portal doorway. But before you go down that route, we need to set a plan for how we'll do this. I can give you an idea of what we'll be facing, but honestly, I have no idea. I don't know the numbers of what you'll be up against. She lowers her gaze; then looks up slowly to Lisa. For what it's worth, I am sorry. And your son.

Lisa cuts her off. What I'll be up against? No, I don't think so. You are part of this too. And don't pretend to know anything about my son.

Gorgon simply nods and looks back out the portal. You're right. I am part of this. And all I was going to say is he's amazing. She lets it go. She furrows brows, steps forward, and looks through the distorted water. Demons and angels chase one another, fighting, swords clash and power is sent across the field. Bright colors of the many auras light up on the field like lightning strikes. Gorgon tries to focus on one of the images that is taking on an attack stance. Lisa?

Yeah, I see it. Lisa steps forward. The image is still muddled by the waves but she can make out Alex. He stalks forward in a stance of attack. Lisa looks at who he's pursuing and she gasps when she realizes it's Michael. Quickly, she looks back at Alex sees another man at his side. Her eyes widen in shock. What the Hell? Is that Samuel? Michael continues his backtracking and waves something long and shiny over his head. She begins to step out and Gorgon grabs her arm, stopping her.

Samuel is very strong. If he's already taken Alex's light
He has. Lisa looks at the demon. I know you knew he'd do this. I know you were his accomplice. And I also know you grew a conscience around us and turned yourself in.

What? Gorgon blinks; taken aback. How What She bites back the words she wants to say, she helped orchestrate this, she killed off the demon Xander, she killed off Mariah when her human was annoying her. Instead, she keeps her thoughts to herself.

You know exactly how I know. She looks at the demon and raises a single brow, daring her to object.
Alright. is all Gorgon says, then she looks back out at the field. Then let me go first. I can be a diversion, for you to get to Alex and get out of here.

No. Lisa pulls her arm free from Gorgon. Let me. They'll never see me coming. She turns back to Gorgon. I still hate what you are, but what you did? Obviously I forgive you. As for you willingly volunteering to protect my son thank you.

Gorgon blinks at her, not sure what to say. Instead, she nods slightly, then they both look towards the field. I promise I'll have your back. No matter what. Lisa keeps her eyes on the fighting in the field and nods.

You better, she tells the demon. Michael stumbles over a tree root and falls back on his ass. The two demons sneer down at him and Alex is about to lunge. Lisa and Gorgon step forward and as Lisa is about to step through to make herself known, Samuel sneers and holds an orb of golden light in front of him. She pauses long enough to realize this is Alex's soul. Her eyes widen as he brings up his free hand, holding a dagger. She shifts her gaze and watches Alex prepare to jump on Michael. Moving on instinct, she barrels out of the portal. Lisa pushes her hands out in front of her and a bright, purple light explodes from her as she screams, NO!!!!"

Be sure to check out book 1 of the series before reading Redemption!

Fallen - Book One in the Chronicles of the Fallen

Lisa Adams wants what every other woman wants: The perfect job. The perfect home. The perfect guy. When she receives the opportunity of a lifetime, Lisa has no idea what she’s actually signed up for. Her boss, who is tall, dark and incredibly sexy, starts making advances towards her and she’s having a hard time telling him no. Lisa begins seeing things that are scaring the Hell out of her. Nightmares are leaving her frightened.

Then there’s this new guy that’s come into her life. He brings a new light into the darkness that threatens to claim Lisa. He’s mysterious, heartwarming and kind. Not to mention the most beautiful man she’s ever met. But something with him seems to be off.

Faced with love, seduction, sacrifice and deceit, Lisa will find herself being pulled in two directions; one pursues her to claim her soul and the other will sacrifice everything to save her.

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And add Book Three of the series, Atonement to your Goodreads list!  
Releases May 13th!

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Sunday, April 27, 2014


Blood and Fire: Book Two of the Talbot Trilogy by Tori L. Ridgewood

Book Synopsis:

What chance does one witch have against five vampires? Alone, not much. But Rayvin’s allies are gathering…

The battle between good and evil supernatural forces heats up in the long, cold November nights of the former mining town. But how will Rayvin’s motley crew of spellcasters and shapeshifters cope when they discover the threat they face is even greater than they imagined?

Blood and Fire is available for sale on AmazonSmashwords, and Lulu.

The Talbot Trilogy:

0. Mist and Midnight (prequel)

1. Wind and Shadow

2. Blood and Fire

3. Crystal and Wand

About the Author:

After her first heartbreak, Tori found solace in two things: reading romance novels and listening to an after-dark radio program called Lovers and Other Strangers. Throughout the summer and fall of 1990, the new kid in town found reading fiction and writing her own short stories gave her a much needed creative outlet. Determined to become a published author, Tori amassed stacks of notebooks and boxes of filed-away stories, most only half-finished before another idea would overtake her and demand to be written down. Then, while on parental leave with her second baby, one story formed and refused to be packed away. Between teaching full-time, parenting, and life in general, it would take almost seven years before the first novel in her first trilogy would be completed. In the process, Tori finally found her stride as a writer.

At present, on her off-time, Tori not only enjoys reading, but also listening to an eclectic mix of music as she walks the family dog (Skittles), attempts to turn her thumb green, or makes needlework gifts for her friends and family members. She loves to travel, collect and make miniature furniture, and a good cup of tea during a thunderstorm or a blizzard. Under it all, she is always intrigued by history, the supernatural, vampire and shapeshifter mythology, romance, and other dangers.

Tori is currently working on Crystal and Wand: Book Three of The Talbot Trilogy. She lives in Kirkland Lake, Ontario, Canada with her husband and two children. She is a full-time teacher at a local high school.

Author Links: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads


Oh, Tori, no! You left book two with as much of a cliffhanger as you did book one! I can't believe you did it twice! Blood and Fire is the sequel to Wind and Shadow. When we last saw our beloved Rayvin, she has lost Grant, been bound to the vampire de Sade, and had no idea where help would come from next.

In the follow-up book, Rayvin finds herself practically addicted to de Sade between the sheets. I'm not really sure how one can despise a man with such burning and still be addicted to sex with him, but Rayvin sure is. She also finds herself just a wee bit pregnant. Part of her still pines for Grant, whom she thinks is dead after giving himself up to the sun.

Grant did get infected by de Sade at the end of Wind and Shadow. He just didn't turn. Instead, in her last ditch effort to save him, Ratvin used sex magic with de Sade to turn Grant into a werewolf. Poor Grant has been through a lot, but finding another wolf in the woods, Solomon, helps him find his way back to the right path.

I loved this book as much as I did the first. It's a little sexy, a little dangerous, and a whole lot of exciting. The external and internal conflicts are tense and the consequences have the potential to be dire. All the characters show some personal flaws, but really, who's perfect? This is a great adventure story for older teens on up to adults who love a good vampire tale. I can't wait for the third and final installment of the Talbot Trilogy! I'm giving Blood and Fire 4.5 stars!


“What kind of maniac tortures his lover?” she whispered. Her throat was still hoarse from screaming.
“Some people find they enjoy what you call ‘torture’,” he countered. Supporting her body with his, so her chin was secured against his shoulder, de Sade slid his hands under her sweater to unfasten her bra.
The confident movement of his hands against the taught, sensitive skin of her back was making her temperature rise. He lowered her brassiere away from her chest, gently reaching up the sleeves of her sweater to thread the straps through so he could pull the black lace garment from under her clothing. De Sade was moving with deliberate care, taking his time, and he could probably tell from the rise in her pheromones that it was turning her on in spite of herself. 
How could this be happening to me?
She couldn't stand it. 
Her systems may have been weakened by electric shock, and her magick worn down by pregnancy, but Rayvin refused to give in.
As the vampire continued lazily undressing her, she gritted her teeth and focused on a drawer next to the stove.
The handle shook for a moment, before the drawer slid open and released a large carving knife that hovered in the air. Rayvin lifted her chin from de Sade’s shoulder, leaving room for the knife to ease itself next to the vampire’s neck. The tip positioned itself under his earlobe.
De Sade paused for a moment. “You can threaten me all you like, but the truth is that I am stronger than you. You cannot help but be affected by me.” He ripped the front of her hoodie in one smooth gesture, tearing the fabric away from her body.
Rayvin sat straighter in the remains of her hoodie. The t-shirt she was wearing underneath did little to conceal the way her breasts had swollen with her pregnancy. De Sade stepped away from the hovering knife to remove his own shirt, and she directed her eyes at another drawer.
The vampire smiled at the peeler she sent toward his ribs. It pressed against his skin but did not penetrate.
“You don’t have the heart for it, love. You’re not a killer.”
The cupboards flung themselves open, and all of her mugs and glasses hurled themselves to the ceiling. The vampire didn't even flinch at the noise of their shattering. Hundreds of shards and jagged fragments aimed in his direction. 
Rayvin’s voice was low, but clear.
“Leave now, before I cut you into a thousand pieces.”
De Sade unbuckled his trousers, let them fall, and stepped out of them. He hadn’t bothered wearing any underwear. “You don’t really mean that, now do you? I have something you want.”
His body never failed to shock her with its magnificence. Perfectly sculpted muscles. Pale, but hairy where a man should be. His arousal was clear. Rayvin felt herself growing wet, her whole being fighting to draw closer to him. Her hands clenched around the edge of the table in a last-ditch effort to hold on to herself.
“I don’t want you.”
She sent her fury toward a shard of porcelain. It obeyed her command, darting past the vampire to slice a thin line on his cheek. A single drop of dark blood trickled down his cheek. 
He held her gaze. “Now you and I both know that that is a lie.”
Rayvin took a deep breath and lowered her feet to the floor. She wasn’t quite strong enough to hold herself upright, but the table held firm against her weight. “I don't need you or want you in my life, asshole. I’m done with you. Get the fuck out of my house.”
De Sade clucked his tongue. “Haven't we always been honest with each other?” He kicked his pants aside, and then his shoes. “Before me, you were boring. Unimportant. I made you special when I chose you. I’ve given you a new purpose. And when I fuck you, I make your world explode.”
His words killed a little more of her confidence. How did he know exactly what to say to mess with her mind?
Rayvin glowered as she stepped toward him. Her weapons moved with her, closing in on his body so he was surrounded by a glittering cage of blades. De Sade looked down at her as she approached, but he didn’t move. Her throat ached and her body burned. “You’ve turned me into a fucking addict! I don’t want to be like this anymore!” Her voice cracked. “Get out! I’m taking back my invitation!”
De Sade laughed in her face. “It’s too late for that. Our bond is stronger than a broken invitation, and it is stronger than any of the magick you have attempted. You gave yourself to me of your own free will. There is nothing to be done.” 
She roared at him, battering his chest with her fists as her tiny spears of glass and porcelain razed his skin. The vampire continued to laugh. He grabbed her wrists and held them away from them both as if she were a small child.
“Bastard!” Rayvin spat at him, her nails digging into her palms. Her voice attempted to produce a scream, but instead it could only rasp. “I hate you! I’ll kill myself if you touch me again!”
In a move so fast she couldn’t see it, de Sade had pinned her arms to her sides, shoved the table to one side, and forced her against the wall. His knee had spread her legs and he’d pressed the length of his body to hers even before the table he had pushed away had a chance to hit the floor, the elderly legs cracking and splintering on impact.
“You won’t do that, dearest Rayvin,” he whispered, nuzzling her nose with his. She fought the melting sensation in her loins, but her will was ebbing with every thrust of his hips against hers. “You love life too much. You are not destined for death by suicide. And as I told you before, you are allowed to hate me. This isn’t love. It’s fucking, and you want it with every inch of your sweet little body.”
His lips descended on hers, and the last of Rayvin’s self control fell away, along with the remains of her glassware. Her will drowned in a sea of passion, overwhelmed once again by the touch of his mouth and tongue. Somewhere in the back of her mind, reality screamed at her to fight it, but it was as though a screen had lowered between knowledge and sensation.
Sensation was all that mattered in the moment.