Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Chase Me by Laura Florand - Cover reveal and excerpt…

Most of you know about my Laura Florand obsession. There hasn’t been one book by her that I haven’t loved – which is saying a lot for, super finicky, me.

I’m thrilled to help with the cover reveal for Laura’s next release – Chase Me, book #2 in the Paris Night’s Series. All For You is book #1.

The witty dialogue from the Chapter 1 sample below has me dying to read to this book! Violette is a 2 star Michelin chef and Chase is a counterterrorist operative – sparks fly – yes please!



Laura
From international bestselling author Laura Florand:

A Michelin two-star chef at twenty-eight, Violette Lenoir could handle anything, including a cocky burglar who broke into her restaurant in the middle of the night.

Or so she thought.

Elite counterterrorist operative Chase “Smith” had been through things that made Hell Week look easy. But nothing had prepared him for a leather-clad blonde who held him at bay at knifepoint and dared him to take her on.

Now if only saving the world didn’t require he ruin her life.

Two people who thought they could handle anything now have to take on each other.
It's a battle neither one expected.  But with their futures on the line, they have nothing to lose...but their hearts.

Warning: This book contains one arrogant Navy SEAL, nights of Paris passion, and a woman who wants to have it all.

On sale: April 2016

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CHASE ME
by
Laura Florand

Chapter 1

It was a dark and stormy night, and Chase had three goals. Get out of the fucking rain. Stop a terrorist. And save the world.

Goal one accomplished, he thought as he dropped soundlessly from the window into the restaurant kitchen below. Goals two and three seemed a lot less likely tonight, but at least he would have checked it out. And escaped the rain. A drop of ice water ran down his nape, and he shuddered. Jesus, it was cold out there. What the hell was wrong with this city? It was July! Somebody should have warned him all those films about Paris were bullshitting him.

City of Love. City of Light. City of snobs. City where it rained and was forty degrees in freaking July!

Jesus.

An LED glow dimly lit the empty industrial kitchen of the famous Au-dessus restaurant, and he shifted away from the draft from the window, scanning the space. Where to start—

The barest whisper of sound saved his life. He jerked aside just as something heavy whizzed past his head and slammed into his shoulder instead.

Fuck.

He spun—and caught up short not at the very large, very sharp knife aimed in his direction, but at the person wielding it.

A slim blonde clad in sleek leather, her eyes cool as a cucumber over that lethal blade.

Oh, man. In all his career, this had never happened to him before. He’d been starting to think those James Bond movies he’d loved so much as a teenager had totally lured him down the wrong career path in life.

That was Violette Lenoir, right? The chef of this place? The security cameras hadn’t even begun to do her justice. If they had, he’d have been fighting his entire team for the right to break into restaurants in the cold rain.

“Hi,” he tried.

Damn, that was lame. Twenty-six films, and he bet James Bond had never said “Hi” in a single one of them.

“Get the hell out of my kitchen.” She reached for an open knife roll with her left hand, still aiming the butcher knife at him.

Well, he could do that. Get the hell out of her kitchen. But then, a, he wouldn’t meet any of his first goals, and, b, it might be hard to ask her out from a position of cowardly retreat. “If I could just—” He reached toward his inner jacket pocket.

A much smaller knife appeared in her left hand, balanced for throwing. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Damn. That smaller knife chilled the blood. He was pretty sure he could knock the butcher knife out of her hand if she came at him and not have to do anything too brutal to contain her, but if she started throwing knives left-handed, God knew how this situation would degenerate.

He wouldn’t even know what direction to dodge, the aim would be so messed up.

Damn it. People watched too much television. That was the problem. Tried to go all Scarlett Johannson on him when she should be hiding behind a counter and hoping he didn’t notice her.

“I just want to show you my badge,” he said.

“Really.” Her voice was deadpan, and he realized they were speaking English only when her accent on the R just frissoned over his skin.

Hell. Blonde, high cheekbones, leather, French accent, holding a knife at his throat. Maybe he was having that dream again.

Vraiment,” he tried, and that damn expression flinched across her face. That screwed-tight, oh God spare me look everyone in this damn city got whenever he tried to speak their language.

After untold hours of torture by LREC classes, too.

“I’m a security consultant,” he said. “For the hotel.”

Her knife didn’t waver. “Right. That’s why you didn’t have the code to enter through the door.”

“I’m testing security,” he said. “To see how easy it would be to break into this place.”

She smiled and hefted her knife. “Well, as you found out—it’s hard.”

“Nope.” He shook his head firmly. “You need better security on the windows. Which I would like to make a note of, if you would just—let—” He inched his hand toward his pocket.

The knife she held whizzed right past his ear and buried itself in the wall two inches from his head.

“Jesus H. Christ!” he yelled, jerking far too late to the right. “What the hell? You almost killed me!”

A second knife appeared in her hand. “Don’t be a baby. That was three centimeters away from you. If I’d wanted to kill you, you’d be dead.”

There was a God after all, and He loved him. Chase could not believe a hot blonde in leather had finally said that to him in real life.

“But who wants to go to jail?” she said. “Your president might be coming for dinner next week. If I’m not here, God knows what they’d serve him.”

Interestingly, Chase had a similar worry about what they might serve the President.

The guys in intel rated the information as only twenty percent reliable, which, in his experience, meant it was probably a figment of someone’s imagination. And there never had been a successful mass ricin attack yet. But hell…if there was…

If there was, and it was in this kitchen, he was probably looking at the first casualty right now. The chef.

“I just want to show you my badge!”

“I just wanted to make sure you were clear on what could happen, if whatever you’re reaching for in your pocket isn’t a badge.”

“It’s a badge!” he said indignantly. And as he reached for it, “Are you left-handed?”

She gave him the barest of smiles, shifting her right hand just enough to let the light flicker off that giant blade. “No.”


Oh, wow. “Will you marry me?”

“There are a lot of knives in this roll.” She shifted the one in her left hand until her fingers just lightly gripped the tip. “Don’t make me start emptying it.”

“I’ve got a good job.” He pulled out his badge. “Secure income. I’m nice to kittens and small children.”

“I’m not a kitten or a child. And it looks to me as if your job involves breaking into other people’s property in foreign countries and having knives thrown at your head. Your notion of security might be a little off.”

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Monday, February 8, 2016

Review: Their Fractured Light (Starbound #3) by Amie Kaufman, Megan Spooner



Their Fractured Light (Starbound, #3)A year ago, Flynn Cormac and Jubilee Chase made the now infamous Avon Broadcast, calling on the galaxy to witness for their planet, and protect them from destruction. Some say Flynn’s a madman, others whisper about conspiracies.

Nobody knows the truth. A year before that, Tarver Merendsen and Lilac LaRoux were rescued from a terrible shipwreck—now, they live a public life in front of the cameras, and a secret life away from the world’s gaze.

Now, in the center of the universe on the planet of Corinth, all four are about to collide with two new players, who will bring the fight against LaRoux Industries to a head. Gideon Marchant is an eighteen-year-old computer hacker—a whiz kid and an urban warrior. He’ll climb, abseil and worm his way past the best security measures to pull off onsite hacks that others don’t dare touch.

Sofia Quinn has a killer smile, and by the time you’re done noticing it, she’s got you offering up your wallet, your car, and anything else she desires. She holds LaRoux Industries responsible for the mysterious death of her father and is out for revenge at any cost.

When a LaRoux Industries security breach interrupts Gideon and Sofia’s separate attempts to infiltrate their headquarters, they’re forced to work together to escape. Each of them has their own reason for wanting to take down LaRoux Industries, and neither trusts the other. But working together might be the best chance they have to expose the secrets LRI is so desperate to hide. ~
Goodreads

Source: Purchased

Review: I don’t follow many series anymore but this is one I’ve stuck with. It’s wildly inventive and fun – with each book exploring new worlds and conflicts. Their Fractured Light introduces us to a new couple while tying everything together with the previous books and characters. And while the series is considered three *companion* novels, I wouldn't recommend reading them as stand alones or out of order. 

Overall, this book was everything I hoped for as a conclusion to the series. We get to reconnect with the couples from the first two books (These Broken Stars and This Shattered World) – they ALL get plenty of page time. Every question is answered and TFL was action packed from start to finish.

Even so, I had a few nitpicks with this installment. For one, I DEFINITELY should have re-read the first two books before starting this one. I”m pretty good at remembering the big picture but there were important details that I had forgotten and it made me wonder what the big deal was when it came to a very important plot-line between our new couple - Gideon and Sophia. But that’s on me – not the authors.

As I mentioned earlier, we get a lot of time with the previous couples and I LOVED it – but – it took too much page time away from Sophia and Gideon. And I think they had the most interesting backgrounds and complicated romance of the three, so they needed the extra time to go from enemies to love.

I also kind of hated the whole climatic moment with the big series villain. While we learn more about LaRoux and his motivations, he becomes nothing more than a cartoon villain, spilling out his master plan and whining about *these meddling teens*. It was kind of a letdown to be honest.

There are also interlude chapters from the POV of the Whispers and I found it distracting at first until it started tying in better with Gideon and Sophia's story. It ended up being kind of cool to see the perspective of an alien race that is interested in contact with humans - yet so misunderstood and mistreated.

So I had a few issues, but even so I highly recommend this series if you love sci-fi and characters that break the conventional molds of YA.

Saturday, February 6, 2016

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