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Month: June 2019

Resenha – Letters to Molly

18/06/2019

A resenha de hoje é de Letters to Molly, um lindo romance da autora Devney Perry. Boa leitura! Today’s review is about Letters to Molly, a beautiful romance by Devney Perry.

Molly Alcott não esparava abrir sua caixa de correio em uma manhã de verão e achar uma antiga carta enfiada entre contas e um encarte de supermercado. Escrita em uma letra familiar, datada há mais de quinze ano, a carta foi escrita para Molly após seu primeiro encontro com o homem que ela nunca esquecerá.

Semana após semana, novas cartas aparecem. Cada uma marcar um evento na épica história de amor deles. Cada uma cura uma ferida. Cada uma contém a confissão do homem que ainda é dono do coração de Molly.

As cartas são cheias de promessas, esperança e amor, mas verdade sea dita, Molly deseja poder esquecer cada uma delas.

Porque o homem que escreveu essas cartas não é quem as está enviando.

Molly Alcott didn’t expect
to open her mailbox one summer morning and find an old letter stuffed between
bills and a supermarket flyer. Penned in familiar handwriting, dated over
fifteen years ago, the letter was written to Molly after her first date with the
man she’ll never forget.


Week after week, new letters appear. Each marks an event in
the history of their epic love affair. Each heals a wound. Each holds the
confession of the man who still owns Molly’s heart.


The letters are full of promise, hope and love, but truth be
told, Molly wishes she could unread them all.


Because the man who wrote these letters is not the one
sending them.

Sabe aquele livro que você está há séculos esperando para ler, você cria expectativas imensas e tem medo de ler e ele não ser tudo o que você esperava? Letters to Molly era esse livro para mim. Desde que eu li The Birthday List, eu queria ler a história da Molly. No início a Devney disse que não sabia se iria escrever essa história. Eu esperei, esperei mais um pouco, e finalmente ela disse que iria escrever. Agora, depois de devorar o livro de uma só vez, eu posso dizer que ele foi muito mais do que eu esperava. Ele foi uma novidade espetacular em um dos meus gêneros favoritos. Romances de Segunda Chance são um dos meus favoritos e agora Letters to Molly está no topo da lista. O amor, a desilusão, a angústia. O passado, o presente, o futuro. Tudo. Eu chorei, eu ri, eu me derreti, eu tive esperanças. Essa é uma história de cura, de ser dono de seus erros e fazer o esforço para ser melhor. É uma história de como o amor pode ser forte o suficiente para sobreviver. De como você pode ter esperança, mas ao mesmo tempo, de como você tem que lutar pelo que você quer. É a história de uma família. E um recomendo que você a leia. You know that book you have been wanting to read for ages, you create great expectations and are almost afraid to read it? Letters to Molly was this kind of book for me. Since reading The Birthday List, I wanted to read Molly’s story. At first Devney said she didn’t know if it’d be written. I waited, and waited, and finally she said it’d happen. Now, after devouring it in one sitting, I can say it is so much more than I could hope. It’s a breath of fresh air in one of my favorite troupes in romance. Second chance Romances have always been a favorite of mine and Letters to Molly is now at the top of my list. The love, the heartbreak, the angst. The past, the present, the future. All of it. I cried, I laughed, I swooned, I hoped. This is a story of healing, of owning your mistakes and making an effort to be better. It’s a story how love strong enough can survive. How you can hope, but at the same time, how you have to work for what you want. It’s a story about a family. And I completely recommend that you read it.

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Devney
is the USA Today bestselling author of the Jamison Valley
series. She lives in Montana with her husband and two children. After working
in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls
and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her kids. She loves
reading and, after consuming hundreds of books, decided to share her own
stories. Devney loves hearing from readers! Connect with
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Resenha – Fallen: Genesis

06/06/2019

A resenha de hoje é de The Fallen: Genesis, a introdução para a nova série dark da autora Tillie Colle.

The Fallen: Genesis é uma novela prequel de The Deadly Virtues Series e DEVE ser lido antes de RAPHAEL (DV: livro um).***

O CAÍDO: GÊNESE
(Um prequel das virtudes mortais)

NO INÍCIO…

Eles disseram que eles eram maus.
Eles disseram que estavam possuídos por demônios.
Eles disseram que a escuridão corria em suas veias.

Holy Innocents Home for Children (Inocentes Sagrados: Lar para Crianças) é um paraíso para meninos órfãos que não têm nada nem ninguém. Os sacerdotes cuidam deles, os educando, os criando na família da igreja.

Exceto por alguns.

Sete dos órfãos não são garotos comuns. Eles atraem a atenção dos sacerdotes por seus atos de violência, de sede de sangue. Os sacerdotes percebem que esses meninos são atraídos para a escuridão.

E os sacerdotes não são padres comuns. Eles são os irmãos, uma seita secreta que acredita em uma missão divina para procurar o mal nos meninos sob seus cuidados. Procure, e depois expulse.

Os sete caíram da graça de Deus. E os irmãos limparão suas almas enegrecidas …

Um romance dark contemporâneo. Contém situações sexuais, violência, assuntos sensíveis e tabus, linguagem ofensiva e tópicos que alguns podem sentir como gatilhos. Recomendado para maiores de 18 anos.

Tradução do blog Guardiã da Meia Noite

The Fallen: Genesis is a prequel novella in The Deadly Virtues Series and MUST be read before RAPHAEL (DV: book one).
*****

THE FALLEN: GENESIS

(A Deadly Virtues Prequel)

IN THE BEGINNING…

They told them they were evil.

They told them they were possessed by demons.

They told them that darkness ran in their veins.

Holy Innocents Home for Children is a haven for orphaned boys who have nothing and no one. The priests watch over them, educate them, raise them in the family of the church.

Except for some.

Seven of the orphans are no ordinary boys. They attract the attention of the priests for their acts of violence, of bloodlust. The priests realize these boys are drawn to the darkness.

And the priests are no ordinary priests. They are the Brethren, a secret sect who believe themselves on a divine mission to seek out evil in the boys in their care. Seek it out, and then drive it out.

The seven have fallen from God’s grace. And the Brethren will cleanse their blackened souls…

Dark Contemporary Romance novella. Contains sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and topics some may find triggering. Recommended for age 18 years and up.

O que faz um líder? Escolhas, circunstâncias, ou ambos?

O que muda o caminho de alguém na vida? Escolhas, circunstâncias, ou ambos?

Tillie nos apresenta o início de tudo que veremos na série em The Fallen: Genesis. Os caminhos que se fecham e os que se abrem. As escolhas feitas e as que são impossíveis de se fazer. A luz e a escuridão. Como um pode influenciar o outro.

Nós acompanhamos Joseph em sua complicada história, em sua fé, em seu amor. Sua necessidade em proteger seu irmão, não importa o preço. Através de uma teia de mentiras, traições, dores e horrores, nós continuamos o seguindo e tentando entender tudo que está acontecendo. Tentando não acreditar o nível de maldade que existe no mundo. Tentando ser como ele e ter fé, acreditar.

Você está pronto para pular na escuridão com “The Fallen”? Você está pronto para se apaixonar pelos corrompidos?

Eu estou pronta para pular com os dois pés e ver onde a Rainha da Escuridão irá levar “The Fallen”.

What makes someone a leader? Choices, circumstances, or both?

What changes someones path in life? Choices, circumstances, or both?

In The Fallen: Genesis, Tillie presents us with be beginning of everything we’ll see in the series. The paths opened and closed. The choices made and the ones impossible to make. The light and the dark. And how one can impact the other.

We follow Joseph in his intricate story, in his faith, in his love. His need to protect his brother no matter  the cost. Through a web of lies, deceit, pain and horrors, we keep following him and trying to understand everything that is happening. Trying do don’t believe the level of evil in the world. Trying to be like him and have faith, to believe.

Are you ready to jump in the dark with the fallen? Are you ready to fall in love with the broken?

I’m ready to jump with both feet and see where the Queen of Darkness will lead The Fallen.

Joseph watched helplessly as James moved from his place against the far wall toward a boy on a chair on the opposite side of the room. A boy who had slim knives embedded in his arms and legs—a human pin cushion.

Joseph shivered as he recalled his brother’s expression a moment ago as he’d sat and stared at the knives he had sliced into the boy’s flesh. James, the sadistic voyeur of his own work. Joseph’s nervous eyes landed on his brother’s target. The boy was bound with ropes, and a washcloth was stuffed into his mouth,silencing his cries.

Luke.

Fear flooded Joseph’s body. Luke, the boy who had been intent on bullying James since the age of eight. The boy who would spit at James’s feet when they walked by. The boy who call him weird, a goth, a psychopath who rarely spoke. His taunts were endless. Joseph didn’t think the verbal bullets had ever hit their target . . . until he’d found a pad of paper hidden underneath James’s bed. A pad of paper showing in graphic detail what James wanted to do to Luke.

Tie him up.

Cut his flesh.

Exsanguinate his body.

Then drink the blood down.

“They’re just fantasy, right?” Joseph asked James when he returned from detention. Joseph held up the drawings. Page after page of pain and despair and cruelty.

James walked slowly to Joseph and ran his hand down the open page of the pad, delicately running his fingertip over the pencil image of Luke’s slit throat. “It’s a promise,” James said, with no shame in his voice. “Each page is what will happen to Luke.” James finally met his older brother’s eyes. “I’m just waiting for the perfect time.”

From that day on Joseph made sure Luke never got too close to James, for fear of what his younger brother would do. Because Joseph believed every word his brother had said.

The truth was, Joseph knew that someday, if he wasn’t stopped, James would do something so terrible he wouldn’t be able to come back from it.

And Joseph had no idea how to cure James. He didn’t know how to heal his little brother of the wretchedness that had lodged itself into his soul. He prayed for a miracle he knew would never come.

Joseph’s heart pounded as James held up another knife. His brother’s torso was bare, the scars from his frequent self-mutilation clear to see, white roads of flesh mapping the veins that ran under his skin. Veins that carried the blood James so desperately craved; nightly, once safe in their room, he would slice them open and lick the falling drops as they ran in crimson rivulets down his arms.

Joseph thrashed on the bed, fighting the binds James must have placed him in while he slept. “James, listen to me,” Joseph said as he helplessly watched his brother slowly push his blade into Luke’s shoulder. Luke’s chair almost fell as he screamed into the washcloth, the fabric absorbing his cry. But James didn’t even flinch. Joseph’s stomach clenched when the blood started to pour from Luke’s shoulder as James carefully extracted the blade.

Eleven. That’s all James was. Eleven years old, yet thought only of blood . . . worse, even . . . thought only about the consumption of blood.

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Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.

 

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Revelação de Capa – The Locker Room

06/06/2019

HAVE YOU HEARD THE RUMOR AROUND CAMPUS ABOUT THE LOCKER ROOM?

If you haven’t, let me enlighten you: Legend has it if you bring a girl into the sacred after-game domain of the baseball locker room, it will end with a walk down the aisle. Basically one rowdy and naked encounter against the lockers with the girl of your dreams will make her your wife.

TRANSLATION: BASEBALL PLAYERS ARE STUPIDLY SUPERSTITIOUS AND BELIEVE THE LOCKER ROOM HAS MAGICAL POWERS.

But not all baseball players are superstitious, me included.

So when the girl I’ve fallen for brushes me off, I start to question if I need to switch my way of thinking. Maybe it’s time I finally hand out a coveted invitation to the locker room.

THE ONLY QUESTION IS, WILL SHE ACCEPT?

COMING JUNE 20TH!!!!

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USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.

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Revelação de Capa – The Other Side

05/06/2019

Title: The Other Side
Author: Kim Holden
Release Date: Coming Soon!
Genre: Young Adult, Coming of Age

Denver, Colorado
1987

There are two sides to every story.
The surface reality that’s presented to the world.
And then there’s the other side.
The real one.
The one that matters.

Seventeen-year-old, self-proclaimed asshole, Toby Page, is alone.
No friends.
No family.
He trades maintenance work in exchange for room and board.
Every day he fights demons no one else can see.
Every day he wants to give up.
But he can’t.
Not yet.

When Alice Eliot moves in downstairs, she offers Toby some light in his dark world.
At a crossroads and barely hanging on, it’s hard to have perspective.
It’s difficult to see your own worth when you’re the villain in your story.
Luckily for Toby, Alice brings things out in him that no one else ever has.

As the two sides of Toby’s story are revealed, and the full reality comes into view, truth is gained.
Improbable alliances prove that kindness is fundamentally human.
Unlikely heroes emerge.

The question is, Will it all be enough to save him?

Goodreads #TBR ➜ https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/45310112-the-other-side?ac=1&from_search=true

Some of my favorite things: reading, writing, the two coolest guys on the planet (my husband and son), my bicycle (my husband built it for me), Facebook (I’m fairly certain it’s an addiction at this point), iced coffee (hazelnut), and music (LOVE Sunset Sons, the 1975, Dredg, the xx, Balance and Composure, Teenage Bottlerocket, and 30 Seconds to Mars). I also love dreaming, which brings me to my next point. I have one bit of advice for anyone reading this … follow your dreams. It’s never too late. Get started today … heck get started RIGHT NOW! I wanted to write a book 20 years ago. Instead I waited. And waited. I should’ve been writing. But I didn’t. I don’t do regrets, because the past is just that, the past. But let me tell you there’s nothing in the world like achieving something you’ve dreamt about for years and years. So, get started. Make your dreams reality.

I love to hear from other readers. Send me a message or find me on Facebook (https://facebook.com/kimholdenauthor) and tell me what’s up in your reading world.
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Excerpt – Raphael

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They are the Fallen. A brotherhood of murderers whose nature compels them to kill. But guided by their leader, Gabriel, the Fallen have learned to use their urges to rid the world of those it is better off without.

For Raphael, sex and death are intertwined. Where there is one, there must be the other. He is a lust killer, luring his victims with the face of an angel and a body built for sin.

And Raphael lives to sin.

His newest mission takes him into the sadistic underworld of Boston’s secret sex clubs, and puts him face to face with his greatest fantasy made flesh.

Maria is everything he’s ever dreamed of, the kill he’s always longed for. She’s not his target. And he knows he must resist. But the temptation is too strong…

Yet Raphael is not the only one with a mission. Maria is not quite what she seems. And as her secrets and Raphael’s unravel, Maria begins to question everything she thought she knew—about evil, about the place she calls home, and about the beautiful sinner she was sent to destroy.

Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and topics some may find triggering. Recommended for age 18 years and up.

 

The Fallen: Genesis a prequel novella in The Deadly Virtues Series and MUST be read before RAPHAEL (DV: book one).

 

 

 

The sound of Gabriel’s Gregorian chant music drifted up the Tomb’s steep, winding stairs. Raphael ran his fingertips along the gray stone walls. They were damp underneath his skin, slick with the stagnant water that trickled in from the overflowing lake outside. Forest-green moss crept in through cracks and fractures in the brick, betraying the manor’s age.

With every step he descended into the candlelit darkness, Raphael’s heart began to thunder into a heady velocity. The string that forever sat on his right index finger was so tight he could feel his pulse throbbing in the very tip. He focused on the rhythm of the beat, on the tightness of the string wrapped around and around and around his flesh. A fire of pleasure broke out in his chest and surged through his veins at the tightness, the suffocation, the hedonistic asphyxiation of the digit. It was a denial of blood, of the life his finger needed to survive, to thrive—to exist. Raphael’s lip kicked up in a smirk. He knew the tip of his finger would be blue, starved of the sustenance it needed to function. He hissed out in pleasure when the fire that vision ignited darted straight to his cock. Raphael didn’t care if his brothers heard him moan out loud. They would be caught in their own heads, their own excitement of possibly getting the kill, to care—they never cared.

Raphael felt Michael breathing heavily behind him, affirming his point. He knew Michael would be stroking the vial of blood around his neck while almost coming in his leather pants at the thought of sinking his sharp teeth into a vein and sucking down the blood. Gabriel told them Michael had something called hematolagnia. He had a word for what he claimed “ailed” all of them.

Nothing ailed them.

Gabriel just didn’t understand the way the six of them were, the way they had to be. The six of the Fallen who were nothing like Gabriel. They liked to kill. Needed to as much as they needed to breathe. It wasn’t abnormal to them. Blood and flesh and cries of pain inflicted by their hands didn’t bring repulsion, only satisfaction.

It was simply who they were.

Out of all the brothers, Raphael was closest to Michael. But right now, each of the brothers was completely alone. The Revelation ceremony brought out the utmost selfishness in them.

The chance to bring death consumed them.

Controlled them.

And Raphael wouldn’t have it any other way.

Raphael’s cock grew hard in his jeans at just the thought of taking someone’s last breath. He pushed the heel of his hand against his crotch as the blood rushed to it, but the burst of painful pleasure that spiraled up his spine only made him groan louder. The rubber cage he always wore around his dick constricted his flesh and began to strain, biting into him as the rubber rebelled against his hardening. The BDSM contraption was designed to bring pain. And it was successful; pain it brought. But Raphael didn’t see pain as a punishment. He lived for pain. The more agony he felt, the more pleasure he felt. He basked in the throttling of his penis, relished the choking of his erection as it tried to break free of the rubber constraints.

Raphael lost his footing, his back slamming into the wet wall. He barely even noticed his shirt growing damp as his eyes closed. All Raphael could focus on was the cage’s incessant strangling. His hands curled into fists as the addictive fire ravaged his body.

Flashes of his ultimate fantasy poured into his mind, fueling his ecstasy. He was powerless. He couldn’t stop them if he tried. But why would he? It was what inspired him to get out of bed each day, birthed every single breath his lungs inhaled. What he had waited years for, and would wait a lifetime more to capture. Raphael’s breathing became deep and labored as he imagined the scene—the king-sized bed, the red rose petals thrown on the pure white Egyptian cotton comforter. And her, the one, sprawled out for him on her back, naked, a temptation made true. Her cheeks would be flushed, and her lips would be cherry red. Her skin would be so soft, no blemish in sight, eyes bright and fixed on Raphael, piercing his gaze with nothing but adoration. She would be his, and he would be hers. There would be nobody else for either of them. She would be his one possession that he would have for all of his days.

Raphael knew his pupils were dilated beneath his closed lids—oddly colored golden-brown eyes that set him apart from everyone else. His greatest tool, eyes that lured in his victims—meaningless women he would chase for a while, seducing, enticing, making them enamored with everything he pretended to be . . . before he pillaged their lives, fucking them hard as death collected their souls, releasing into their dying bodies as he consumed their final heartbeat and breath with his unyielding hands.

Raphael’s eyes snapped open when he heard the church bell echo around the stone basement—Gabriel’s signal to robe for Revelation. As he descended the final steps, the tight rubber cage around his cock caused pre-cum to leak into his jeans. He lived for the sexual strangulation. He needed it as much as he needed to breathe.

Raphael realized he was late. He raced through the wide wooden door of the Tomb. His brothers were already in robes, the heavy hoods covering their heads as they silently awaited his arrival.

 

Tillie Cole hails from a small town in the North-East of England. She grew up on a farm with her English mother, Scottish father and older sister and a multitude of rescue animals. As soon as she could, Tillie left her rural roots for the bright lights of the big city.

After graduating from Newcastle University with a BA Hons in Religious Studies, Tillie followed her Professional Rugby player husband around the world for a decade, becoming a teacher in between and thoroughly enjoyed teaching High School students Social Studies before putting pen to paper, and finishing her first novel.

Tillie has now settled in Austin, Texas, where she is finally able to sit down and write, throwing herself into fantasy worlds and the fabulous minds of her characters.

Tillie is both an independent and traditionally published author, and writes many genres including: Contemporary Romance, Dark Romance, Young Adult and New Adult novels.

When she is not writing, Tillie enjoys nothing more than curling up on her couch watching movies, drinking far too much coffee, while convincing herself that she really doesn’t need that extra square of chocolate.

 

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