Wings of Vegeance by Cameo Renae

Title: Wings of Vengeance (Hidden Wings Series, Book Five)

Author: Cameo Renae

Genre: YA Paranormal Romance

Publisher: CHBB

Cover Design: Regina Wamba at Mae I Design Photography

Edited by: Victoria Schmitz - Crimson Tide Editorial

Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR

Blurb: No one knows of Lucian’s long-held secret—a recently transformed Nephilim daughter. Unfortunately for the Gray house, Lilith believes Emma is the one responsible for killing her father, and her deep-rooted hatred has turned into an envious obsession.

Powerful, with wings as dark as night, revenge consumes Lilith’s every thought, only to be fueled by Lucifer’s lies. Her newly transformed gifts have raised the danger level. Her aim is to strip Emma from everyone she loves, and has Lucifer’s Fallen warriors to aid in her task.

Receiving help from Midway, Emma reconnects with friends of old and new, and hopes it will be enough to keep them all alive.

My family is what keeps my heart beating, and my world a happy place to be.

I was born in San Francisco, raised in Maui, Hawaii, and recently moved with my husband and children to Alaska.

I'm a daydreamer, a caffeine and peppermint addict. I love to laugh, love to read, and love to escape reality. One of my greatest joys is creating fantasy worlds filled with adventure and romance, and sharing it with others.

One day I hope to find my own magic wardrobe, and ride away on a magical unicorn. Until then...I'll keep writing!

Favorite quote: "The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination." Albert Einstein

HAPPY READING!

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Chapter 1

“Emma, wake up.” I blinked several times, trying to focus in the darkness, only to find Kade’s distraught eyes hovering close by. “Another nightmare?” he asked.

I nodded, wiping the beads of sweat from my brow and then cuddled close to him, resting my head on his chest. The beating of his heart had a way of calming my anxiety, soothing my every fear.

“Maybe you should talk to Alaine,” he whispered, pressing his lips to the top of my head.

“I’ll talk to her in the morning,” I exhaled.

“You’re shaking.” His hands rubbed down my arms. “Was it about me?”

I could sense a hint of concern in his voice.

“No,” I breathed. “It was about Alaine this time.”

I tried to erase the visions of her scorched and blistered body from my mind, but it was still there. In full color. Terrorizing me. The smell of smoke was still lingering in my nose, and the heat of the flames still felt warm on my skin.

I didn’t want to worry anyone with my troubles, but it was the third time this week I’d woken Kade with these horrifying nightmares. Every night it was a different loved one, and they were getting stronger as they progressed.

What was most unnerving was the shadowy figure with onyx wings present in every one. I could never make out the face but could sense its twisted pleasure as it watched me suffer.

I’d had enough of watching my loved ones endure horrible and painful deaths. Although they were nightmares, the pain was real and lingered for days after. It was something I couldn’t just erase. These dreams ate at my soul, keeping me tight in its cold, indifferent arms, holding on through my waking hours.

I prayed they weren’t premonitions, and I prayed Kade wouldn’t be in any future nightmares. I’d watched him suffer in real life, and it’d shattered my entire being. Now that we were bonded, watching it happen again would kill me.

I glanced over at the clock. It was four in the morning, but I didn’t want to go back to sleep.

“Where are you going?” Kade asked as I slipped from the warmth of his arms.

“To make some coffee and read the book Lia sent me.”

“You sure you don’t want to stay here with me?”

“You know I do, I just don’t want to go back to sleep.”

His hazel eyes swirled with desire. “I didn’t say we had to sleep.”

“Are you seducing me, Mr. Anders?”

A grin played on his lips as he pulled the covers down. “Maybe.”

“Well then,” I exhaled, jumping in next to him. “Coffee can wait.”

#Junkie (GearShark #1) by Cambria Hebert blog tour

Title: #Junkie

Series: GearShark #1

Author: Cambria Hebert

Genre: M/M Sports Romance

Published: January 20, 2016 

Drew Forrester is a total adrenaline junkie.

His high of choice?

Cars.

The faster, the better.

He’s been making waves in Maryland’s underground racing circuit since he crossed the state line, and after speaking with him, we know he’s not hitting the brakes anytime soon.

So what exactly does it take to burn rubber and make a name for yourself in a world where the only rule is there are no rules?

You gotta be hungry…

You gotta have balls…

And you can never back down.

What’ve we learned here at GearShark? 

Drew is all of the above. 

We also know he’s got some secrets buried under his hood. 

Secrets we think are loaded with octane and just might set the world of cars on fire.

Check out the full feature article inside…

Cambria Hebert is an award winning, bestselling novelist of more than twenty books. She went to college for a bachelor’s degree, couldn’t pick a major, and ended up with a degree in cosmetology. So rest assured her characters will always have good hair. Besides writing, Cambria loves a caramel latte, staying up late, sleeping in, and watching movies. She considers math human torture and has an irrational fear of chickens (yes, chickens). You can often find her running on the treadmill (she’d rather be eating a donut), painting her toenails (because she bites her fingernails), or walking her chorkie (the real boss of the house). Cambria has written within the young adult and new adult genres, penning many paranormal and contemporary titles. Her favorite genre to read and write is romantic suspense. A few of her most recognized titles are: The Hashtag Series, Text, Torch, and Tattoo. Cambria Hebert owns and operates Cambria Hebert Books, LLC. You can find out more about Cambria and her titles by visiting her website: http://www.cambriahebert.com.

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Writing with a cat

Back in 2014 my family and I got a beautiful ginger and white kitten from the local cat rescue. My children named him Nugget because he reminded them of a chicken nugget. Plus, where I live we sometimes call people nuggets when they are acting a bit silly.

From the beginning Nugget's personality shone through.

He knew what he wanted and when he wanted it. He also loves attention. So whilst I got to work he would find anyway to be close to me and to distract me. 

Nugget developed early on the habit of sleeping around my neck or using my breasts as a perch. It was cute so I let him continue.

As he grew up he became mischievous and was always trying to get into things. Mainly my work. He loved nothing more than to climb in the boxes my books were delivered in and claim them as his own. I could be writing or reading and he would try and stop me.

He would continue to use me as somewhere to sleep, even as he grew bigger and bigger. I was thankful for the fact that I could type without looking at the keyboard.

Then in October 2015 we discovered him hiding in his cat carrier. He was a bit messed up and at first I couldn't get him out. He was in pain so of course he was hiss and growl at anyone who went near him. He wouldn't drink or eat - mainly because he couldn't walk to the bowls.So we took him to the vets and as, at the tie, I could not afford x-rays the emergency vets said they would bandage him up and hopefully it is just broken and that will help. At the next visit we discovered that something more needed to be done because this wasn't helping. I had to come up with the funds to get an x-ray and possibly an operation.

Eventually we found a vets who was able to help us (the previous vet suggested we put him down - a-holes) but we quickly discovered that his bones were badly out of place and would either need very expensive surgery which involved putting wires in his paw, which may not work or they could amputate his arm.

It was a tough decision but my baby boy is part of the family. He was young and healthy We wanted to go with the option that saved less visits to the vets. We all know that pets aren't a fan of visiting the vets. So we chose amputation. The way we saw it is, let's say he had the other operation and it didn't work then he could develop arthritis and could possibly have to have his leg amputated anyway. Plus he is young so he has more time to get used to it. It wasn't an easy decision. There were times I just cried as we tried to think of what was best. I have to say that we are happy with our decision.

You are probably wondering what happened to him to cause this? The vets think that going by his injuries he was caught by a car. Possibly he was underneath a car to get some warmth and the driver got in and drove off without checking. So since this Nugget has now become a permanent indoor cat. He still begs to go out, but it is less often. But I feel better knowing that he is at home. Of course he is still getting up to mischief. He is a cat so it is expected.

As time has gone on he has made sure that he knows we are all there. And when I zone out, when I am writing, he is right there to jump on me. To attack the cursor on my laptop. I have a computer mouse attached to my keyboard that lights up and sometimes he likes to attack that too. To me he is like my son (yes crazy cat lady talk.) He is my baby boy who still love to snuggle into me and use my breasts as a perch. Of course now I struggle to see over him

 If I try to read he will either look at the pages with a 'wtf?' expression, especially if I am reading a paperback and the pages are rustling. Then he will put his paw on my page.

Honestly I love my little cat. He will be two years old in April. He has become my little writing buddy who likes to tell me when I should stop writing or listens (pretends to) when I am talking about my stories. 

But he always likes me to know who is the boss. I know his cries. I am the one who gives him the treats, so he will purposely sit on my mouse mat and meow constantly until I obey him. Yup he has be whipped but I wouldn't have it any other way.