Sunday, February 16, 2014

When Angels Fall- The Re Release

When an ancient entity decides that his punishment in hell has gone on long enough, all hell breaks loose in Gainesville, FL.

David Thornbrook, a young hot exec at of Thornbrook, Hall and Caine is about to face the most horrific scandal of his career. With embezzlement looming to destroy him, the spoiled brat has no where to turn. In not listening to his father's warnings of saving for a rainy day, this young man's disgrace and irresponsibility comes face to face with the governing board of the company. However, when Margonne, a cursed angel, hears of his plight, he decides that his sentence down below is over. Stepping into David's life, Margonne exacts his own special brand of revenge through murder, lust and extreme debauchery. This character sets the firm on its backside in a way that would make Milton Waddams (Office Space) proud.

So if you want a read that is salacious, powerful and overflowing with deception, this read is for you. However, you don't have to take my word for it. Here are some of the current reviews for this hellacious tale of white collar crime at its most sinful.

By Kamilah S. Bryant on January 5, 2014
Format: Kindle Edition
There were some seriously violent and scary situations in this book that I was just, 'oh my goodness'. David Thornbrook is faced with an embezzlement scandal that destroys his family name and company Thornebrook, Hall & Caine. Margonne is a demon who guards hell’s gates and tortures those that enter hell. David attempts suicide and Margonne possesses his body. The new David is cruel and abusive. This story is shocking and sexually charged. David meets JoAnn who isn't at all what she seems. The writing is really good. The story immediately draws you in and I didn't want to put it down because I was so curious as to what could possibly happen next. It is a short book and fast read. It was really good and then it ends abruptly. I eagerly await the continuation of this story. 4 stars.

By Denise Van plew on January 11, 2014
Format: Kindle Edition
First time in reading this author and discovered her at a event. Love encountering new to me authors after reading description of this one was quite intrigued. Stepping away from my novels dealing mainly in romance one form or another I do like to do on occasion for something different so this fit the bill. Enter the dark side I would say and the road in this one isn't very long but one enjoyed traveling. Boredom is the starting point and what crossed my mind was a saying growing up idle hands devil's playground but in this case it is humans and their greedy little lives. One man's downfall is the beginning of one fallen to take over to do as he pleased but in a big way. This is a excellent build up of what promises to be if this is the intention a good intense series. You are given all the key players and they do play rough. Evil or should I say sin also is rampant and the game is high stakes. Many out of their own darker nature will lose. Of course though evil doesn't always win in this read,towards at the end of it the set back will take place in the battle and the demon doesn't quite win at all. His opponent turns out to be very worthy too. What is written so far very well done. Looking forward to what is written next from this author. Received a arc for a honest review.

Her best yet.
This is her best yet and I've read a few of Lachelle's. I really liked the way this story built where a fallen angel takes over a company. Brian Bigelow

Shawnee Luke (Californa)
This review is from: When Angels Fall (Paperback)
David Thornbrook is a man whose life has fallen apart. He is the CEO of a company that has recently been victim to an embezzlement scheme by two of its employees. The resulting scandal threatens to cost him both his job and his reputation. His parents won’t help him and the media is harassing him. Embarrassed and soon to be broke, he considers taking his life. Enter Margonne, a demon who enjoys tormenting humans. While looking for his next prey, he comes upon David and sees in him an opportunity to create havoc in the human world.

It is important to note that this is a novella, rather than a full novel. But it reads as if the author is considering continuing it into other stories. The main character is the anti-hero who rapes, tortures and murders his way through this dark story. The story is fast paced and entertaining. It’s easy to rally for the people trying to get away from this demon, or rid the world of him. If you’re looking for a quick read, I can recommend this one.

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Saturday, February 15, 2014

The Cauldron Presents Earthbound

Some say history repeats itself, but for Terran, an Earth Elemental, history has returned and slapped him in the face. Along the Willamette River in Portland, Oregon, the Acobi Fallen Angels have decided to go underground–literally. They are resurrecting an old legend, shanghaiing innocent people into slavery. Underage girls are trapped and kept in holding cells, ready to be sold into the sex trade. Terran must stop the Acobi and keep the public away from the Shanghai tunnels, all while keeping his supernatural powers hidden.

Kelly Habersham, overachieving real estate developer, has finally convinced her father and brothers to give her the Portland condo project, which would require extensive construction near the tunnels. Determined to impress her father and make a name for herself in the family business, she is not about to let a Save-the-Earth guy get in her way.

Terran and Kelly must work together and come to a truce--or they may be the next shanghai victims.

Elaine Calloway

Crafting Stories of the Living, the Dead, and the Eerie In Between.

Elaine Calloway grew up in New Orleans with a love of cemeteries, gothic architecture, and all things paranormal. She is currently writing The Elemental Clan Series, a good vs. evil set of tales involving Elementals and Fallen Angels. For more information and to connect with Elaine online, visit her website at

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The Cauldron Presents: Aurelia Osborne's The Admirer

Aurelia Osborne is the pen name of a Canadian author, born and raised in the National Capital region. She studied literature, art history, translation, and creative writing. She hates talking about herself, especially in the third person. The Admirer is her first novel.

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And so the days passed. Rose did not speak to Mr. Grey, though they did see each other when she accompanied her aunt to the opera on Thursday. Those few moments of eye contact had been worth the snide comments that her aunt had taken to make whenever Mr. Grey was seen, or mentioned in conversation.
     No new note arrived on Friday, which should have been a greater relief than it was. Rose had come to believe that her tormentor could read her mind, and that he would have had a few choice words about her feelings for Mr. Grey. She could not quite convince herself otherwise, despite the lack of note as evidence.
     On Saturday morning, at breakfast time, the plans for what had become the usual walk in the park were dashed by an apologetic Robinson.
     "Oh, for Heaven's sake!" exclaimed Aunt Edwards after Robinson gave her an extensive list of household affairs that required her attention. "Can you not take care of this yourself?"
     "I've managed what I can, madam, but I'm afraid these matters do require your attention."
     "This will take me all morning. But if there's no choice... Rose, you will find some other way to busy yourself this morning. Try not to get in anyone's way."
     "I could take you to the park, if you still wish to go."
     Everyone turned to look at Uncle Edwards, who simply finished his breakfast, apparently unaware of the shock his words have caused.
     "You? Walk in the park?" Aunt Edwards laughed at the idea.
     "Of course I would not walk," replied Uncle Edwards, offended by the suggestion. "We would take the horse and carriage, go for a ride."
     "Oh, you are being ridiculous, my dear. You have not handled a carriage since we left for the city."
     "Exactly, and high time I got back to it. And it seems to me that, as you'll undoubtedly be busy this morning, the decision belongs to Rose."
     When both her aunt and uncle turned to her, Rose was reminded of the dinner conversation that preceded their departure for London, these many nights ago. This time, however, the decision came much more swiftly. She had missed her uncle; his company, which had always been easier for her to bear, had been scarce since their arrival in town. Her aunt would be very busy this morning. Besides all that, it was a beautiful day, and it would be a shame to spend it cooped up inside.
     "I think a carriage ride in the park is a wonderful idea. I would love to."
     "Excellent! Then the matter is resolved. We leave in half an hour."
     As her aunt had no real objections to the scheme, thus ended the discussion.

"Now that we are alone," said Uncle Edwards as the horse and carriage made its way down the street and to the park, "how are you, Rose?"
     "I am well, uncle."
     "I assume that by 'well', you mean your aunt hasn't run you completely ragged yet." Her uncle sighed. "Rose, I wish you would stand up for yourself. The world will not end if you say no to her."
     "She would be upset with me, uncle. You know how I dislike conflict of any kind."
     "Conflict is a part of life, my dear. You will never be able to please everyone you meet at all times. Tell me, honestly, do you enjoy life in the city so far? Shopping and walks in the park and dance lessons, every morning? Calling on a different person for tea every afternoon, followed by dinners and evenings at the theater and balls, every night?"
     "It is somewhat tiring, I must admit."
     "We both know where this is leading, if your aunt has any say over this: you married to the richest man you can sink your teeth into, so you can keep on this crazy merry-go-round social scene. Is this what you want?"
     "No," said Rose hesitantly.
     "I do not wish for the richest man, but for a good man. One who would care for me. One who, perhaps, would be agreeable to partake in a much less active role in society."
     Her uncle remained silent as they entered the park, and for a moment longer still. "Would I be wrong in guessing that you already met such a man?" he finally said.
     Rose quietly shook her head. "At least I hope I have."
     "That boy who paid a call on you last week. What was his name, Grey?"
     Rose nodded. Her uncle nodded as well, seemingly lost in thought.
     Rose could not explain what happened next. It felt like something out of a nightmare. The horse inexplicably took off at neck-breaking speed. Her uncle cried out various interjections to the beast, to no avail. The reins, much too slack to begin with, kept slipping through his hands. The shouts of indignation of the passersby turned to cries of fear and pain, as not everyone could get out of the way in time.
     Every time the carriage hit something, whether it was a person or a mere bump on the road, Rose was terribly jostled. After a particularly bad hit, she found herself thrown halfway out of the carriage. She watched helplessly as her hat fell to the ground, to be crushed under the carriage wheel. She feared her head would be next.
     It was at that moment that Uncle Edwards took back the reins and violently pulled the carriage to a stop. It was too much for Rose's precarious position, and she fell.
     Thankfully, she was saved from a painful landing by a pair of strong hands, who gripped her arm and awkwardly pulled her back in the carriage.
     "Are you hurt?"
     There was something familiar about the voice, though she was certain she never heard it before. She looked up at her savior: the man was indeed a complete stranger.
     "Miss?" the stranger asked again as he tried to catch his breath. Rose realized that she has not answered his question. She shook her head: she was scared but unharmed.
     "I believe that was enough excitement for today," said Uncle Edwards. "Let's go home."
     "Would you allow me to accompany you? It appears that your horse is easily startled; you may find yourself in need of assistance again."
     "We are much obliged to you, sir, but that won't be necessary. We reside nearby, and I'll be keeping a better grip on the reins from now on."
     "Very well, if you insist, I'll let you be on your way. Good day, sir."
     Uncle Edwards tilted his hat to the man and awkwardly turned the carriage around.

"Oh, Goodness. What have you done with yourselves? Where is your hat, Rose?" Aunt Edwards fussed over Rose's disheveled hair and dress as soon as she stepped into the vestibule. Uncle Edwards had left her at the door, declaring that he needed a drink and was headed to the pub.
     "Something scared the horse, and the carriage went out of control. I am afraid I lost my hat in the incident."
     It would have been ungenerous of Mrs. Edwards to take pleasure in her husband's failure to control the horse and carriage he insisted on taking out this morning. And yet what else could explain the satisfied smile that graced her face, if only for a moment?
     "Well, I suppose it could be worse. You are not injured, are you?"
     "No, my aunt."
     "Good. You will have to change for today, but with a careful pressing, the dress will be as good as new. We shall go shopping for a new hat, soon. Go to your room; I will have Eliza join you to redo your hair and help you change."
     Aunt Edwards turned and made her way out of the vestibule, with Rose at her heels. The very next moment, the door opened and Robinson walked in.
     "Robinson?" Rose had not expected him to be out. "Where have you been?"
     "The grocer, miss."
     Rose looked down at the butler's empty hands. Before she could question him, her aunt called out. "Rose, how many times do I have to ask you to stop pestering Robinson? Go on to your room, you have to change and get your hair fixed before we leave for tea."
     Rose did as her aunt bade, but questions and suspicions swarmed in her head like bees. It appeared most irregular to her for him to return from the grocer empty handed. But on the other hand, Robinson should have no need to lie to her about something so trivial. There might be a simple explanation. Perhaps he had not found what he was looking for. But Aunt Edwards had been present, and she was not one to let such an oversight go by without comment. It was possible that she didn't want to embarrass him in front of Rose, but her aunt was not usually so discreet.
     She continued to question and suspect and doubt herself and others all through the day. Her feelings were only exacerbated when another note was delivered to her that evening.
Would you choose the pleasures of the city over your own life?
I believe this morning's event made it clear
That you cannot have both
Her tormentor had scared the horse into running off, then. He could have killed her. He probably would kill her, unless she left London, which she could not do.
This confirmation of her worst fears was not as terrible as the possibility that this tormentor was much closer than she had believed, that perhaps he lived under the same roof. This possibility, Rose could neither fully accept nor reject. She slept poorly that night.

Monday, February 10, 2014

The Cauldron Presents Forgetting Fallenwood by Leslie Soule

What happens when Ash accidentally makes her way through another portal, this time into the Other Realm, and forgets she ever went to Fallenwood? More importantly, how much of one's identity is made up of memories? Fallenwood 2 is the continuing journey of heroine Ash Kensington. Struggling with a deep sense of grief, sorrow, and overall confusion. Ash tries to work her way through to a deeper, underlying meaning. This search leads her back to Fallenwood, where the mystery unravels itself as she realizes that a very sinister force may be underlying everything...

Leslie Soule weaves a tale of high fantasy and action with this page turner. From the very beginning you are drawn into a world that is in turmoil. Leslie has a knack for painting a world that is beyond the imagination. Her ability to reach through the story is unfounded. I enjoyed this piece and look forward to more.

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