Brieanna Robertson

Everyone here loves to read, correct? Well, boy, do I have a treat for you all then. What’s the treat you ask? Why, a new author for you all to love and enjoy. Her name is Brieanna Robertson and she has a good number of books out for you guys to go buy while she writes you some more.

Now, I know some of you readers aren’t into paranormal. I have an older cousin who won’t even touch the books, saying she can’t get into them because they talk about vampires and the like, which is weird to her. Others, like myself, love paranormal books and sometimes wish that men in real life had fangs too. Whichever you like to read (maybe both!) Brieanna Robertson has a book for you!

She writes a wonderful mixture of books, ranging from real life romances (with everyday normal people) to paranormal fantasies with angels, immortals, and shifters! Her [regular] THE SERENDIPITY SERIES alone has 3 books out at the moment (and two on the way!) The characters seem very intense and like to dabble in the arts (music, painting). Of course, we here at Sexy Women Read like to read romance books, so, of course, ladies, I’m telling you about a great romance author! Her characters are looking for love, and, hopefully, will find it (but you have to go read her books to find out!!) Brieanna Robertson


Brieanna’s paranormal books don’t necessarily go in a series, but don’t let that turn you off to them, because Brieanna rocks! Don’t believe me? Read a blurb from her book TOUCH OF BLACK VELVET:

There were exactly two things I knew about shifters…
One was that they were to be feared. The other was that they ruled our cities…

In a post-apocalyptic world Reya has nothing to live for but her next fix. That changes when she is left for dead on the street and saved by a mysterious, gorgeous stranger…a shifter. He offers her a strange choice.

Fear and self preservation have made Reya bold and brash, but how can she refuse a man who speaks of such fantastic things? And how can she resist a man whose touch is like black velvet?

Believe me now? (I’ll post an excerpt in another post so you can get a better taste of her magic!)


If you want to check out all of Brieanna Robertson’s books, you can do so at her website!

You can also friend Brieanna (and read her blog!) over at myspace!

Brieanna Robertson

OK! Here is the exerpt I promised you guys from Brieanna Robertson's book TOUCH OF BLACK VELVET:

The first thing I saw when I managed to pry open my eyes was the silhouette of his body against the light of the window. He had one hand braced against the window frame and the other one on his hip. He was taller than any man I had ever met, and even though I couldn't see anything other than a black outline, I could tell he was strong. Power radiated off him even as he stood there so casually.

I lifted my head from the pillow and grimaced. My whole body felt heavy and stiff. I remembered how my boyfriend had attacked me, and I had bits and pieces of jumbled memories about being toted off the street and forced into being clean. One memory stood out above all the others. A pair of eyes so pale they were almost white, like blue ice.

I scowled and, ignoring the protestations of my sore muscles, forced myself into a sitting position. I ran my hands through my limp hair, which was dirty and matted, and shot a look over at the strange man at the window. "Where the hell am I?" I spat, the crassness of my lifestyle attaching itself to my speech. It was a defense. I was a woman alone with a stranger, and the people who ran in my circle could never be considered friends. I had no idea who this man was or what he planned on doing with me. Acting tough and brash was the only card I had to play.

He turned toward me slowly, every move of his body etched with elegant grace. "You're awake."

It was all he said and I stared at him. I still couldn't see his face, and I was not up to conversing with a shadow. I snorted. "No shit. Now, you wanna tell me where I am and who the hell you are? Or maybe at least let me see your freaking face."

He moved away from the window and came to stand at the foot end of the bed. My abrasive bravado slipped, and I drew in a soft breath. He was the most stunning man I had ever seen. He was dressed in black jeans and a black muscle shirt that clung to every svelte line of his broad shoulders and toned arms. Sepia hair fell in subtle waves down to his shoulders and around a face made of defined lines and sculpted planes. And his eyes ... his eyes were the ones from my convoluted memories. Pale, entrancing, intimidating. I felt as if he was staring straight into my soul.

Stifling a shiver, I pulled my legs to my chest and wrapped my arms around my knees. "Who are you?" I murmured, my voice losing all of its force.

"Jack Snow," he stated simply. His stance was casual and his hands were in his pockets, lending him a lazy, easygoing appearance. I wasn't fooled. I saw the underlying power in his strong body. I felt it like a presence.

"Jack Snow," I repeated, a little bit of edge creeping back into my voice. I arched an eyebrow. "Is that supposed to mean something to me?"

He shrugged. "Probably not."

He left it at that and continued to stand there and stare at me in unnerving silence. Still feeling kind of itchy, I rubbed at my arms absently and frowned, and I didn't like the foreign heaviness in my chest. "Hey, do you have any stuff?" I queried.

His posture changed in the blink of an eye. He straightened and his eyes took on a cold, steely look that made my heartbeat falter in apprehension. "No, I do not have any stuff," he practically hissed.

I scooted farther back on the bed until I was against the headboard and stared at him in strange, fascinated horror. He'd barely even moved, but the dormant power he possessed uncoiled to the point that it felt as if he took up the entire room. His presence was almost tangible, and it both intrigued and terrified me.

"How dare you even ask me such a question," he continued with a snarl. "When I found you, you were almost dead because of the poison you'd pumped into your body. I saved your life, and the only thanks I get is the desire to destroy yourself even more with some of the same poison?" He snorted and strode back to the window. "I knew this was a waste of my time."

I stared after him, the heavy, tight feeling in my chest growing to the point of pain. I realized it was fear. Fear and anxiety, feelings I didn't have to deal with when I was high. "Why?" was the only thing that came out of my mouth.

He glanced at me over his shoulder and frowned.

"Why did you save me?" In all reality, it probably would have been better if he'd left me to die. The world would have been rid of one more gutter rat, and I would have finally been at peace.

He sighed. "I don't know. Usually I don't trouble myself with your kind." He ran a hand through his thick hair, then turned back to me. "What's your name?"

I wanted to fire a rude comment back to him about his "your kind" reference, but I was too afraid of what he might do if I provoked him. "Reya," I answered obediently.

He gave a curt nod. "Reya," he repeated. "Fine. If you wish to know anymore about me or my purpose, you have to swear to me that you won't take anymore drugs."

I blinked, taken aback by his abrupt mannerisms. I frowned. "What are you talking about?" I cried. "I'm not going to promise anything to you! I have no idea who you are! I think you should just let me go!"

That cold look came into his eyes again and he fixed me with a dark glower. "I never said you were being kept here against your will," he spat. "You're more than welcome to go anytime you like. By all means, return to your life of squalor. No one's stopping you."

Anger replaced the fear I'd felt up to this point and burned through my veins. "I've had just about enough of you insulting me!" I shouted. "Some people in this life don't have a choice as to what they become and what lives they live."

"Everyone has a choice!"

His deep voice reverberated off the walls and I gasped, my anger diminishing back to the former fear. He moved toward me, bending so that he was eye-level. My fingers started to tremble. I'd never seen eyes so wicked. I felt as if he saw everything I was, like I was naked before him with all my secrets and foul deeds exposed. I couldn't hide from him. My armor was useless.

"There is always a choice," he said, his voice lowered into a soft, menacing purr.

"I-I never saw one. Must have missed that part," I stammered. I sounded feeble and pitiful even as I attempted to come off as a smartass.

His beautiful face remained expressionless and he stood to his full height again and gazed down at me as if assessing my worth. I knew I couldn't be worth much.

"I'm offering you one," he stated.

I frowned in confusion. "I-If you want me to kill someone or something, you can just forget it."

He let out a rough snort of a laugh, the first sign of amusement he'd shown, and when he met my eyes again, a tiny amount of warmth reflected in his gaze. "I highly doubt you would be capable of doing such a task," he said in a slightly playful tone. "Judging by the way you had been beaten when I found you, you don't seem to know how to defend yourself exceptionally well."

I made a psshh noise and waved my hand in a weak attempt at humor. "You think I looked bad? You should have seen the other guy."

His gaze softened and one corner of his mouth twitched upward. "Of course." He let his eyes linger on me for a moment before he continued. "At any rate, no, I'm not asking you to kill someone. But I'm afraid I cannot divulge anymore information until I know you can be trusted. Therefore, I will be back in exactly one hour." He pulled a plastic bag out of his pants pocket and placed it on the nightstand next to me.

I peered at the white, powdery contents, and my eyes widened as I realized it was chock-full of my favorite drug. I snapped my gaze up to him in question and, I admit, excitement.

His icy eyes were back to being menacing. "One hour," he repeated. "If I return and this has not been touched, I will tell you what you want to know. If you fail this, I will return you to your ... natural environment and you will never see me again. The choice is yours."

His words hung heavy in the air, and he fixed me with a long, purposeful stare before he turned and swaggered out of the room.

My instincts had me reaching for the bag the instant the door clicked shut. I didn't like feeling fear. I didn't like feeling anxiety and worry. Most of all, I didn't like feeling ashamed and weak. I felt nothing when I was high. It was the only way I could cope. It had been all I'd known since I was a teenager. How could he expect me to just change all that in a second? I didn't even know this man! He pulled me off the street, forced me clean, and then dangled some bizarre choice in front of me that I didn't even understand? What was my motivation to obey? He hadn't given me anything to go on. He could be offering me something awful. At least the life I knew was familiar.

I opened the bag and was about to reach inside when my entire life played out before me in a second. I remembered my mother. Up until her death, she had protected me, had kept me safe from the lowlifes I now called my companions. She'd told me to be strong, to always do what was right. If I did that, I would be safe. I would somehow forge a good life for myself out of the horror that the world had become. She would have been so disappointed to see what I'd allowed myself to turn into. How come I'd never thought of that until now?

I glanced down at the bag again and bit my bottom lip. The temptation was almost unbearable.

Jack Snow. Who was he? Why had he saved me? What was it that he had to share with me that was so important he felt the need to test me before he could divulge any of the information? I wanted to know. I wanted to know who the man with the pale eyes was. I wanted to know why he had thought I was something worth saving.

With an amount of self-control I didn't even know I possessed, I closed up the bag and set it back on the nightstand. I locked my arms around my knees and stared at it, then glanced at the clock. One hour.

I could do it.

Check out more over at Brieanna's website!

The Sons Of Destiny series

Hi Everybody! And welcome to the first official book review for Sexy Women Read! Today, I'm going to talk about the Sons Of Destiny series by Jean Johnson.

The series has 8 books, one for each brother. All of the books are already out (so no having to wait!), having been published in the trade paperback form (the larger paperback). The books are currently being re-released in mass market paperback form (the average sized paperbacks) which go for less money. If you read as much as I do, then you know reading is an expensive addiction and mass market printing can come in handy for the series.

However, this series is so good that I could not wait (only 4 of the 8 books have been re-printed already) and got the more expensive copies.
The Sons Of Destiny does not have to be read in order, but it is better to if you want to be more in the loop.

Here's the order:
1. The Sword (Saber's book)
2. The Wolf (Wolfer's book)
3. The Master (Dominic's book)
4. The Song (Evanor's book)
5. The Cat (Trevan's book)
6. The Storm (Rydan's book)
7. The Flame (Koranen's book)
8. The Mage (Morganen's book)

Like I said, each book is about one of the brothers. You see, about 4 years ago, the brothers (who are mages- think wizards) were exiled because of their "curse" foretold 1,000 years before they were ever born. They were exiled to an island called Nightfall, and there they have been, all alone, 8 grown men to take care of themselves.

The curse has 8 verses, one verse for each brother. The first verse states that disaster shall come after them and that their Katan (the country they were exiled from) would fail to help them. Katan thought they weren't going to help because they couldn't, that they wouldn't be strong enough against the disaster, which is why they exiled them in an attempt to keep Katan safe.

But the curse really isn't a curse. It spins a web, telling each brother about his destined wife. The youngest brother, Morganen, is destined to be his brothers' matchmaker, which of course they don't like. What man would want their little brother meddling in their love affairs? But it's hard to match make when there aren't any women on the island. But that soon changes, as each brother meets his destined wife, and tries to woo her.

Watching from the sidelines as each brother tries to woos his predestined bride is a good laugh, especially since them men have been out of practice for a couple years. But how can the women not fall for these gorgeous, powerful, mages? Each character certainly has their quirks which makes reading the series very fun.

The only thing I wasn't crazy about in this series was the seventh book, which had a drawn out plot. I wanted to scream "get on with the romancing already!" But all in all, even the seventh book was cute.

Each book contains adult material, good solid plots, funny, loving characters (which you meet again and again in the series!), and lots of imagination.

I really enjoyed reading Jean Johnson's series, and so did my mom, who I passed the books along to!

Jean Johnson's new book SHIFTING PLAINS (not in this series) will also be coming out on November 3, 2009. So, if you're a fan, mark your calendars!

To meet the brothers, and the author!, you can visit http://www.jeanjohnson.net/
WARNING: AUTHOR'S WEBSITE CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT READ THE SERIES.

Halloween Giveaway!

Katie, over at Katie's Book Blog, is giving away some amazing prizes to one lucky commenter! You have to follow her blog to enter, but who wouldn't want to follow her book blog?!

5 books and an array of Halloween goodies are the prize!

Interested? Go check it out! http://katiesbookblog-katie.blogspot.com/


P.S.

Princess Bookie is having an amazing contest too! You can find her link eith in my sidebar under giveaways, or copy and paste the link here into your web browzer: http://www.princessbookie.com/

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Sherrilyn Keyon- Born Of Night Trailer!

Sherrilyn Kenyon is an amazing writer. Her Dark Hunter series had me hooked from book 1. It is a series you can read out of order. From the Dark Hunter series, I started reading her other books, and they are all fabulous!

This series The League , is about problems arising in another Universe because of a tyrant who wants to become a ruler. Those who oppose him have formed an army, they call themselves "The League". Inside The League is a separate group of soldiers who are as tuff as they come. They are the backbone of The League and are called "The League Assassins."
Politics rule this other universe and are evilly corrupt. It's kill or be killed, and they're coming for you.
While the books have action and good plots, they also have romance, which, let's be honest, is what you want to hear about in this post. Tough hunky men and beautiful women get thrown together, having to rely on each other to make it through the day, and on into the night.

You can see her trailer for Born Of Night here!

Reading Order:
1. Born of Night
2. Born of Fire
3. Born of Ice


You can visit http://www.sherrilynkenyon.com/index.php for more information. I hope you do! And while you are there, check out her Dark Hunters series, and her MacAllister series [under pen name Kinley MacGregor], as well as all the others!

Recommended Authors

• Paranormal Authors

Anya Bast                            Brenda Joyce

Charlene Teglia                  Cheryl Brooks

Christina Dodd                    Gena Showalter

J.R. Ward                           Jacquelyn Frank

Jean Johnson                    Jennifer Ashley

Jill Myles                            Joy Nash

Keri Arthur                         Kresley Cole

Larissa Ione                       Lora Leigh

Lynsay Sands                    Maya Banks

Shayla Black / Shelley Bradley           

Shelly Laurenston               Sherrilyn Kenyon              

Terry Spear

• Historical Authors

Anya Bast                          Connie Mason

Heather Grothaus             Janet Chapman

Julia London                      Karen Marie Moning

Kinley MacGregor (AKA Sherrily Kenyon)

Kresley Cole                      Lynsay Sands

Maya Banks                      Monica McCarty

Sarah McCarty                 Shelley Bradley / Shayla Black

Shana Galen                    Suzana Enoch

• Erotica Authors

Anne Rainey                    Anya Bast

Cameron Dean                Charlene Teglia

Elizabeth Amber               Jasmine Haynes

Kate Douglas                   Kate Pearce

Maya Banks                     Olivia Cunning

Sarah McCarty                 Shayla Black / Shelley Bradley

Shelly Laurenston

• Chit Lit. / Contemporary Authors

Carly Phillips                   Donna Kauffman

Lori Foster                      Lucy Monroe

Nora Roberts                  Roxanne St. Claire

Sherrilyn Kenyon

After Midnight Authors

For 18 and older readers:

Romance/ Erotic reads~ Hot romantic reads. Romance, Paranormal Romance, Erotic, and Historical Romance books! Great authors. Contests and blogs on their website.

After Midnight Authors include:
- Lorie O'Clare
- Shayla Black/ Shelley Bradley
- Jaci Burton
- Shiloh Walker
- Ashleigh Raine
- Rosemary Laurey
- Madelein Oh
- Patrice Michelle
- Sylvia Day
- Georgia Evans
- Anya Bast
- Mary Wine
- Lauren Dane
- Melani Blazer
- Deliah Devlin


http://aftermidnightfantasies.com/ ~ CHECK THEM OUT HERE!

Want to know the Secret of a Succesful Writing Career?

Susan Wings, a wonderful romance author posted a link on her Facebook that I just had to check out.

http://www.siwc.ca/

The link takes you to SURREY INTERNATIONAL WRITERS' CONFERENCE. This is the place to find out about all things SiWC, from our upcoming conference to year-round support for writers in the form of our blog, podcasts and newsletter. The 17th annual conference takes place October 23-25, 2009, and it is our goal to make this the best — and greenest! — SiWC event ever.

Online registration for this event is now open, and you can sign up on the site.

Doomsday Brethern series by Shayla Black

The Doomsday Brethren series by Shayla Black is a must have. It is about wizards fighting evil magic and finding their soul mates. The characters are beyond amazing. The plots fantastic. Lots of romance, plenty of sex, great fighting scenes, and enough of them to keep you overly entertained.

TEMPT ME IN DARKNESS [the first book] is already out.

FATED [second book- ebook] is FREE online. Here is the link you can have a sample of the stories you can read. http://doomsdaybrethren.com/books/fated/Just scroll down and click download. It's completely free, no obligations, and it's a great story that immediately got me hooked. It's also pretty short for a book, so if you don't like ebooks like me, no worries.

SEDUCE ME IN SHADOW [third book] just came out.

POSSESS ME AT MIDNIGHT [fourth book] will come out on 10/27/2009.
To read excerpts of the books, please visit http://www.shaylablack.com/
You won't regret it