Fresh Face Friday: Perpetual by Michaela Debelius

Happy Friday Everyone!  Today’s spotlight is on Michaela Debelius and her book Perpetual, book 1 in the Revoker Series.  This is wonderful start to a unique series.  It was a highly enjoyable read and I can’t wait for the next book in the series to come out.  Be sure to check out my whole review after the book blurb.

17229376Book Blurb: (Courtesy of Goodreads)

“Some people say they don’t care. I actually mean it.”

Mercy Green didn’t become this way overnight. Centuries of monotonous life have left her jaded and detached. Humans weren’t meant to live forever. But then again, she isn’t human. Adam is though, and his purity baffles her. How can he remain unpolluted in a world tarnished by corruption? It doesn’t matter. Her time in Birchwood Creek is coming to an end and she must prepare to relocate. That is, until she inexplicably wakes up in a pool of her own blood. The answer seems simple enough: leave immediately. But when an attempt is made on Adam’s life, a failed murder she inadvertently caused, she feels obligated to stay and protect him.

But then she’s attacked again.

And Adam begins to ask questions.

Victim to an unseen stalker, Mercy’s forced to seek help from Nick, an immortal teenager whose sudden appearance suspiciously coincides with her plunge into chaos. With her structured life unraveling and revelation of her immortality looming, Mercy must accept the truth: she’s being hunted. But why?

…And she thought immortality was boring.


Perpetual was a highly enjoyable a read.  It is definitely the beginning of a great series.  Michaela has set up her story so that it can go in many different directions and let’s face it the characters are immortal so the future is wide open.  The story begins with Mercy comforting Adam after a bad break up.  It isn’t long after this that Mercy begins to run in the first of a few immortals like herself.  She has always tried to evade other immortals because they seem to always cause trouble or want to involve her in some kind of trouble.  Nick is the first immortal she encounters in her small town.  But, he is not the only one in town and she soon finds her once secluded life turned upside down by new friends, new lover, new powers and new dangers.

I really loved the story.  I felt it was quite unique.  The idea of just immortals that weren’t a paranormal entity was refreshing.  I also loved the development of the love story between Mercy and Adam.  You really find yourself rooting for their story to take off.  I also loved Nick.  He is a great character.  He adds so much to the story and really pushes it along in some places.  I can’t wait to learn more about him.  Overall, this was a wonderful start to what I can see being a successful series.  The story and its characters are exciting, fast paced and keep you guessing until the very end.  If you like Urban Fantasy or Paranormal Romance you will want to pick up Perpetual.

Author Bio: (courtesy of

5827595Michaela Debelius is an indie author whose novels include elements of science fiction, romance, and suspense. Originally from New England, she now lives in Arizona with her husband and two furry children.

A note from Michaela:
“As a child, books were a form of escapism. No matter what troubles may have found me I was only a page turn away from a place where bad people got punished, good people were rewarded, and everything ended with a happily ever after.
I believe there is nothing better than a book that engrosses you. It should be so titillating you’re thinking about it at work, relishing in the thought of getting home and snuggling into bed with a delicious three hundred pages of bliss. That is what I hope to offer you. Thank you for giving me that opportunity.”

So slip into something comfortable, but don’t forget to leave a light on because this is heat that will give you the chills.

Review: Drowning Repunzel by Annette Gisby

Happy Monday everyone!  Today I am reviewing Drowning Repunzel by Annette Gisby.  This was a wonderful keep you guessing suspenseful thriller.  Be sure to check out the rest of my review after the excerpt.

raunzelsmallTitle: Drowning Rapunzel

Author: Annette Gisby
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Publisher: Pink Petal Books

Cover Designer: Valerie Tibbs

Format: Ebook

Length: 217 pages

Book Description:

Recently released from a mental institution, Beth Gregory accepts a job as a live-in secretary/PA to the reclusive painter Josh Warrington. Beth’s long red hair fascinates him from the first moment he sees her and Josh wants her to be his Rapunzel for a series of fairy tale paintings he’s working on.

Beth has two major fears: that she will be sent back to the mental hospital and the visions which landed her there in the first place will return. They do; this time giving her glimpses of murders before they happen. Beth becomes the main suspect in the murder investigation and then she has the most disturbing vision of all: she will become the next victim…


An avenue of ash trees stood like sentinels on each side of a pebbled path, which in turn led the eye to the large fountain at the end of the avenue. Cherubs were busy spitting droplets of water high into the air, before they fell with a splash into the bowl below.

“It’s beautiful,” breathed Beth.

“Behind the fountain is the lake,” said Josh. “Would you like to see it?”

“Oh, I’d love to,” said Beth and started walking down the steps. The sun was just beginning to get a little higher in the sky and she could feel the warmth on her back. She hoped they wouldn’t stay out too long; her pale complexion made her prone to sunburn. Josh followed her down to the path and they strode briskly towards the lake.

They saw Ian when they’d reached the fountain; he was further down the garden, mowing the lawn on a red sit-on lawnmower. He waved at them, before turning and heading off in the opposite direction to them. Beth had never been inside a garden this big before, the small patch of grass and weeds at her aunt’s hardly qualified compared to this.

The lake was as smooth as a sheet of glass, a few orange specks of sunlight reflected on the surface. On the opposite bank was a white wooden boathouse and jetty. Tied to the jetty was a small rowing boat, hardly moving at all in the water. Beth went closer to the lake, wanting to take a closer look. Small waves lapped against the shore with a gentle swish and she felt like she could stay there all day.

She looked round to talk to Josh, but he was nowhere to be seen. “Josh?” she called. No answer. The sky suddenly darkened, a blanket of grey clouds obscured the sun, and she shivered. “Josh?” she called again, worried now. Where had he gone? He was right behind her a minute ago. The waters of the lake began to move, whipped up in frenzy by the sudden wind; the boat bobbed as though it was being pushed by invisible hands.

There’s something in the lake.

The thought appeared out of nowhere and she took a step back, away from the water.

But something had other ideas. Her feet seemed to move of their own accord, taking her further towards the shoreline. The waves weren’t so gentle now and she felt her heart beating erratically against her chest. She didn’t want to be here. She didn’t want to look.

But look she did. She saw a face in the water. A face pale and grey; the red hair a stark contrast against the sallow features. She opened her mouth to scream, feeling chilled to the bone.

The face in the water wasn’t hers.


Drowning Repunzel was a wonderfully written romantic suspense novel.  I haven’t read a book in a while where I couldn’t figure out who the “bad guy” is.  This one kept me guessing until the very end.  I constantly switched who I thought the killer was and who I wanted Beth to end up with.  I would have to say my only real criticism about this book is I wish it had been a bit longer.  I wish I had seen more of Josh and Beth’s romance and relationship develop.  The suspense/thriller part of the book was very well done and like I said earlier will keep you guessing til the very end, but I would have like to have seen a bit more of the romance.  I am a bit of romantic at heart so that may just be my preference.  Overall, this was a fantastic read that read quickly and smoothly.  I would recommend this book to anyone who likes a good whodunit with some kissing thrown in.

I’d like to thank FMB book tours for letting me host this book today.  If you’d like to learn more about Drowning Repunzel you can go to Barnes and Noble, Amazon or any other book retailer.

annetteauthor (2)About the Author:

Annette Gisby grew up in a small town in Northern Ireland, moving to London when she was seventeen. She writes in multiple genres and styles, anything from romance to thriller or erotica to horror, even both at the same time.

When not writing, she enjoys reading, cinema, theatre and travelling the world despite getting travel sick on most forms of transport., even a bicycle. Sometimes you might find her playing Dragon Quest or The Sims computer games and watching Japanese Anime. She lives in Hampshire with her husband, a collection of porcelain dolls, cuddly toys and enough books to fill a library. It’s diminishing gradually since the advent of ebooks, but still has a long way to go.

Fresh Face Friday: Revelations by Julie Lynn Hayes

Today I am featuring Julie Lynn Hayes and her book Revelations.  I was really surprised and quite impressed by this book.  It will turn your opinion of the stories in the bible on their head.  Be sure to check out the rest of my review after the book blurb.

revelations200x300Book Blurb: (courtesy of

Judas has never been very popular, not in any incarnation that he and Jesus and the others have lived through. But he doesn’t care about that. All he cares about is following the instructions of God as set forth in the script that they follow. And Jesus. For Judas has secretly loved the son of God for over two thousand years.

But now he decides that enough is enough, and he’s tired of watching Jesus die far too early, and for what? This time Judas is determined to see that Jesus lives a long and happy life, no matter what price he has to pay to accomplish it…no matter if he has to make a deal with the devil himself.

Revelations is a story of what could be, told by those who play it out, time after time after time, unbeknownst to the rest of mankind.  They’ve come back again, for yet another round.  But this time is going to be different.


Revelations by Julie Lynn Hayes is an imaginative and quite controversial read.  It is probably one of the first books in a long while that I had a hard time reconciling what I have always known to a new idea of what could have been.  This is a perfect read for this day and age.  It will challenge what you have always believed and make you think twice about the relationships between the Disciples, Jesus, Mary Magdalene, Mary, Lucifer and God.

What would happen if Jesus didn’t have to die, but was able to live a long life and be able to love whomever he chose?    What would happen if Judas wasn’t a betrayer but the love of his life?  What if Mary Magdalene was more like a sister to Jesus?  This is what Revelations tackles.  I know what your thinking.  These are really crazy ideas considering what most of us have been told and learned growing up.  Julie Lynn Hayes takes on these questions and does it in such an inventive way it makes the story ebb and flow very naturally.  In the end you are rooting for the happiness and ever after that Jesus never got to experience.

Revelations is written in such a way that you fall into the story.  Each chapter is a different point of view.  It is primarily taken up by Judas, but the love story threaded in the ever repeating story of Jesus’ eminent demise is unique and probably something not many of us would come up with.  This unique story and familiar character with unfamiliar traits is a treat to read.  You will at first find it a bit trying to wrap your mind around your preconceived notions of the characters versus what the author is trying to portray.  But, once you over come that you will find a sweet story that ebbs and flows in such a smooth and almost lyrical way.

Author Bio: (courtesy of Goodreads)

Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with two of her children and two cats, loves books and movies and role playing on the Internet, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. By day she does payroll and accounting, by night she writes and is also a copy editor and reviewer for Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all.

Blitz and Giveaway: Some Like It Wicked by Stacey Kennedy

Today I am participating in a Book Blitz featuring Some Like It Wicked by Stacey Kennedy.  With the Blitz I am offering a giveaway of the ebook copy of Some Like It Wicked.  Be sure you check out my giveaway after my review of Some Like It Wicked.

somelikeitwicked_msrSome Like It Wicked

Stacey Kennedy

Publisher: Ellora’s Cave (Twilight)

ISBN: 9781419942235

Length: Novella

Heat Level: Sizzling

Release date: March 1, 2013

Book Description:

Bryanna is far from the perfect witch. Shunned by her coven and her boyfriend for her unruly magic, she seeks a new life for herself in a new town—Charmstone.

When Bryanna arrives in Charmstone, Zeke, a demon gone good, is burning with fire over her. Not only has she set his world ablaze, but he’s found one soul he can save. He’s determined to free her from the insecurities that have damaged her soul.

Together they experience lava-hot passion as they weave their way through a tornado of emotions. But when Bryanna’s ex returns for her, Zeke will need to take a stand and hope that their lust leads to a forever love.

Publisher’s Note: This story was previously published elsewhere under the title Whatnots & Doodads in 2011, and has been revised and expanded for Ellora’s Cave.


Copyright © STACEY KENNEDY, 2013

All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

A thump, followed by a ga-jug, echoed within the Volkswagen Rabbit, then the car rolled to a halt on the side of the gravel road.

“Oh Blessed Be, this cannot be happening.” Bryanna turned the ignition key and it clicked. She tried again, but she didn’t hear a spark of the engine igniting or a purr from the muffler, she only heard silence.

Dropping her head against her hands resting on the steering wheel, she shrieked in frustration and her throat tightened. But when tears filled her eyes, she straightened up. “No, you will not cry.” Cursing the now-dead piece of junk, she opened the car door, grabbed her handbag from the passenger seat and kicked the car’s silver door shut behind her.

Before the dash-unit GPS crapped out on her, it had indicated she had arrived in the West Feliciana Parish of Louisiana. Now she stood atop a narrow ridge overlooking a river below with blue sky and white clouds above.

The beautiful sight didn’t match her wretched mood. She should enjoy the rich, earthy scents around her, feel rejuvenated to have left the busy city of Shreveport behind and bask in the gloriousness of the nature around her. That was, if she was a good Earth Witch, which sadly, she wasn’t. In fact, her magical abilities were embarrassing at best. But those kinds of chastising thoughts weren’t important anymore. Nothing mattered. Least of all what she could or couldn’t do with her magic.

She strode forward and her long black satin skirt dragged along the ground, making her grumble. The gravel road was slightly damp and the big clouds meant a storm had recently blown through, which only added to the strong scents around her. Rich moss thrived on the forest floors to her right. Birds chirped in welcome, but she didn’t know to where.

Not as if that mattered either. The only thing that did concern her was never turning back and always moving forward. Her life needed to change, which included getting her ex-boyfriend, Layton Brimley, completely out of it.

A man built of romantic dreams—beautiful on the outside, blue-eyed, blond-haired and sexy as sin. But the pretty packaging was deceptive; his soul was tainted with darkness. He was the reason she’d been on the road for four hours now and why she’d never go back to the Shreveport coven.

Above her, a bird squawked and Bryanna raised her hand to protect her eyes, watching the hawk soaring on a thermal. She sighed. If only she was that hawk and Layton was a little mouse she could rip to pieces. It’d be the sweetest revenge.

She focused back on the road and increased her speed. On her third step, her boot caught a stone, causing her to stumble forward. With a yelp, she nosedived toward a puddle and scraped her hands against the rough stones. The dirty water soaked her clothing, plastering her skirt to her skin.

“Oh for the love of magic.” She pushed herself up, wiped her injured hands on her wet skirt and took a cautious step forward, but wobbled. When she glanced down, she noticed the heel of her boot had broken off.


Things that had been bad so far were only getting worse with each passing hour. She’d need four sets of hands to count all the mishaps she’d encountered along the way. Limping forward, she continued on, determined to get to…well, she hadn’t figured that out yet.

As the hawk above her squawked again, she also heard a car approaching from behind and drawing closer with each limp she took. Refusing to look back at the car in fear of embarrassing herself further, she stared at the gravel road when a thump caught her attention. The car’s tire had clearly hit another hole in the road, since when she turned, a splash came barreling toward her.

If she were a normal Earth Witch, she could conjure magic to stop the dirty water from hitting her. Sadly, she was anything but normal. Instead, she braced herself, shut her eyes and waited for the deluge.

Only a second later, the frigid water hit her dead center, as expected.

When she opened her eyes, she discovered her violet-streaked long black hair dripping around her. Looking down at her black corset, she found it completely soaked and dirt particles marred her flesh. “That’s it!” she shrieked to the sky above. “I’ve had enough!”

“You can either get in or stay wet. Your choice.”

At the low, velvety voice, Bryanna jerked her head toward the car, looking at back door of the black Dodge Challenger, which was open. Get in the car with a stranger? Or stay in these soaked clothes, with a broken heel on my boot?

The right decision was glaringly obvious.

With her continuing limp, Bryanna approached the car, then settled into the backseat. “Thank you for stopping.” As she leaned against the back of the seat, she noticed she was dripping dirty water along the expensive black leather. “Perhaps this was a bad idea. I’m ruining your seat.”

“It’s only a car,” the driver stated.

Glancing up from her soaked clothes, Bryanna examined her savior. He stared out the front windshield, but then looked at her in the rearview mirror, and she sucked in a harsh breath. It wasn’t his appearance that worried her. His short dark-brown hair, the broad set of his shoulders and even his nicely defined arms filling his pale-blue T-shirt looked incredibly nice. But it was what lay in the depths of his coal-black eyes that terrified her.

A demon.

“The name is Zeke.” He flashed a grin that, if she hadn’t been frightened, might have been sexy. At her silence, he chuckled, put the car in gear and then drove down the road. “Surprised to see a demon?”

She gulped, stunned speechless.

Demons were underworld creatures, stealers of souls and spawns of Satan. What kind of trouble had she landed herself in?

“Stop the car!” she shouted, blindly grasping for the door handle that seemed to have disappeared. She might have looked down to assist in her much needed escape, but that meant she would have to take her eyes off the demon, which she wouldn’t dare do. “Let me out. Don’t eat my soul.”

Zeke barked a shout of laughter. “I might be a demon by right, but I have chosen a different life for myself. I won’t eat you.” His chuckling faded. “And I’ll even send a tow to get your car later. What’s your name?”

His reply knocked her off her axis and made her pause. Was what he suggested even possible? Could a demon deny his heritage? “Bryanna.” She managed to look away from him and noticed they approached a town. “Where are you taking me?”


Once he passed through the metal gates at the entrance, Bryanna spotted an old wooden sign that hung on a wrought iron stand. Charmstone was carved into the wood with Established in 1839 written below.

As the car traveled down the curvy paved road, shops of all kinds appeared. First, Duncan’s Dungeons, then Scaredy Cat Café and even Little Shop of Potions. The town had a historical feel, with aged stores that only built more character. It didn’t look decrepit, but had an incredible charm. One of those places so memorable that if she left, she’d definitely return.

After Zeke rounded a corner, he brought the car to a stop. Dragging her gaze from the eclectic shops and the few shifters who walked along the street, she exited the car and stared down the street to her right. She then looked to her left, totally mesmerized.

The shops were all huddled together with no sense of organization. They were nothing like she’d seen in Shreveport. It even smelled different here, almost like gingersnap cookies. Every shop appeared to be a little house and each had a different style that somehow made each one special.

“What a charming little town.” She glanced over her shoulder at Zeke and her mouth instantly went dry.

At some point, he had joined her and he was dark, dangerous, but gorgeous. He towered over her, staring down at her in a way that should have sent her running. Instead, she found herself captivated. Her breath caught in her throat as he gave a smile that was as devilish as his evil roots.

He regarded her a moment, giving her a once-over before curiosity filled his dark eyes. “If you’re a witch, why haven’t you,” he waved his hand over her, “changed your clothing?”

At the reminder of her magical flaws, her cheeks warmed. The spell he suggested was, in fact, the simplest of magic. She considered lying to save herself from the embarrassment, but why bother? A demon had no right to judge her. “Because I’m a terrible witch.”

One sleek eyebrow lifted. “How so?”

A breeze filled the air, causing leaves to flutter down from the tree above, making her slightly chilled in her wet clothes. “My powers are on the fritz. I can command the earth element, but when I do, something horrible happens.”

His eyes twinkled. “Show me.”

“That’s not a good idea.” She scanned the area and while only a couple of warlocks stood by the café and a few werewolves across the street, this seemed dangerous. Turning back to Zeke, she admitted, “It’s best I don’t use my magic.”

He closed the distance between them, studying her from head to toe. “But you are a witch.”

To call her a witch was akin to calling a black cat white. “Yeah, that’s the problem. I’m only a half-witch.”

He snorted, folding his arms over a thick chest. “There’s no such thing as a half-witch.”

“Wanna bet?” she countered.

The side of his mouth curved. “Go on.” He leaned against the wrought iron lamppost and waved her on, which flexed the muscles in his biceps. “I’m not worried. Show me.”

She cleared her throat, a little stuck on the sight of his flexing muscles, before she gave herself hell for looking at a demon that way. Focusing off him, as well as realizing he wouldn’t relent until he saw her flaws for himself, she focused inward. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

He winked. “Little witch, you couldn’t hurt me if you tried.” Pointing toward himself, he tilted his head. “Demon, remember?”

There was that.

Besides, even if she had perfect magic, she still couldn’t injure him; exactly why witches feared demons. Although this demon wasn’t typical, was he? With that thought on her mind, and not wanting to prolong the moment, she shut her eyes. Years had passed since she called to her element and she wasn’t confident earth would respond.

Perhaps some of her agreement had been because it almost felt like the final act of defiance. Her magic had been wonky since birth and her ex, Layton, had been right—her spells only caused trouble. Now she was free of him and could conjure magic whenever she wanted. That was, when alone and not for anyone to witness her mishaps.

Warmth began to fill her veins, instantly reminding her of how intimately her magic touched her, bringing forth a world of guilt. Abandoning her element had been the hardest thing she’d ever done. But what else was she to do?

As a heat wave rushed over her body and settled into her chest, happiness spread through her equally as powerful. The earth element appeared as elated as she was to reconnect. When the breeze picked up and turned into a stronger wind, fluttering her hair, she concentrated on her clothes. She pictured each article of clothing in her mind and switched that piece of clothing with something new.

With a skirt and corset strong in her mind, the blast of heat in her veins burned wicked hot until it vanished and the wind returned to a gentle breeze.

Only a second passed before Zeke burst out laughing.

She snapped open her eyes, caught sight of him staring at the ground and then she followed his gaze. The moment she spotted the tiny round glass jar, she groaned. “See.”

“I do see.” He picked up the container, pulled out the cork and lowered his nose to the glass. “It smells like vanilla with a hint of almonds.” After he closed the jar again, he smiled at her. “Is it skin cream?”

“Sure is.” She lifted her chin, forcing herself to remember he was a demon and had no business judging her. “As I told you, my magic never comes out right and always gives me these thingamajigs.”


She gave a firm nod. “Yup, all kinds of weird whatnots.”

“Well, Bryanna.” He offered her the container with gentleness in his gaze that made no sense coming from a demon. “Must be incredible skin cream since your skin is beautiful.”

With burning cheeks, she accepted the jar, unsure if she should thank him or ignore him. She chose the latter, considering he was a demon, after all. Sure, a sexy demon with a wickedly charming smile, but nonetheless, a demon.

She deposited the cream in the garbage bin beside the lamppost and when the glass container clanged against the bottom of the metal garbage bin, she finally looked at Zeke. He stared at her intently and she became trapped in those same confusing eyes; so dangerous, yet tender.

When he chuckled, her attention drifted down to his curved lips, making her wonder what it’d be like to kiss a demon. Would he be gentle? Or would he be a devil between the sheets?

The second she realized it hadn’t been a passing thought, but intense curiosity, she gave her head a hard shake for even going there.

What was wrong with her?

“There’s a store close by that should suit you.” Zeke’s voice had deepened, his eyes glinting dangerously. “I’ll buy you whatever you need to replace your clothing.”

She bit back a curse, seeing he wasn’t blind to her regard of him. Her most private thoughts always showed on her face. She had to work on not being such an open book. “I don’t need your money. That’s one thing I do have.”

In fact, money was the only thing she had, not that she’d tell a demon that. What she didn’t have—what she longed for—was everything that truly mattered: love, acceptance and perfect magic.

She had lived without the important stuff for twenty-five years and she couldn’t do it any longer. Those desires made her leave everything she knew behind in Shreveport in search of a new life.

And now here she was, in Charmstone with a demon.


I loved this novella by Stacey Kennedy.  My only complaint was that there wasn’t more of it.  I wish this had been a full book.  I fell in love with Zeke and Bryanna.  For a Demon, Zeke is everything any woman would want and Bryanna is would be a cool friend.  The story though short was very good and well-developed.  I would love to see more Zeke and Bryanna!  If you are a fan of hot demons, unique witches and wickedly hot sex scenes you will love Some Like It Wicked.

I’d like to thank Bewitching Book Tours and Stacey Kennedy for the Blitz today.  If you want more information about Some Like it Wicked you can go to Barnes and Noble, Amazon or any other book retailer.


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staceykennedyAuthor Bio:

Stacey Kennedy writes romance that sometimes gets very naughty. She’s an urban fantasy lover at heart, but she also enjoys losing herself in dark and sensual worlds. She lives in Southwestern Ontario with her husband who gave her a happily ever after. Together, they have two small children who can always make her smile, and who will never be allowed to read mommy’s books. If she’s not plugging away at a new story, you’ll find her camping, curling up with the latest flick, or obsessing over Sons of Anarchy and Games of Thrones.

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