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EVERMORE Descendants of Ra Book 3 by Tmonique Stephens- BLOG BOOK TOUR AND GIVEAWAY



[Jan 12th – 25th, 2015 ]





E-book copies of Eternity Descendants of Ra Book 1 per blog and a $25 Amazon gift card for the overall tour. a Rafflecopter giveaway





By Tmonique Stephens Genres: Paranormal romance Series: Descendants of Ra #3 Book Length: 358 Publisher: Tmonique Stephens Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22035212-evermore





There is no such thing as a chance meeting. There’s no room in Avery Nicolis’s life for an obsession, yet why else does he stalk Emeline Gamble. Lurking in the shadows, he hungers for a woman he can’t have. Between the secrets he guards and anarchy roiling in his soul, his only solace are his glimpses of Emeline. He will resist her, protect her from himself, and deny his desire to claim her heart. Emeline Gamble was a Watcher for the Order—a secret society of women charged with monitoring the offspring of the gods. For months, she observed Avery Nicolis, an elite mercenary, Descendant of Ra, and enemy of the Order. Never knowing he had her in his crosshairs. Trapped in a lie, Emeline is forced to accept Avery as her bodyguard. Compelled to spend time with him, she learns to care for his tortured soul and see the hero lurking beneath the assassin’s façade. But every word out of her mouth is a lie. Every action a betrayal. Because to save her family she is forced to accept a new assignment, deliver Avery Nicolis to the Goddess of Chaos, alive… And do not fall in love with him.

Tour Schedule

Angel‘s Guilty Pleasures http://angelsguiltypleasures.com Interview 1/13/2014
Ashley’s Paranormal Book Blog Http://www.ashes86blog.wordpress.com Promo with sample chapter 1/15/2014
Sizzling Hot Books http://sizzlinghotbooks.com Promo with sample chapter 1/12/2015
BookJunkyGirls http://bookjunkygirls.blogspot.com/ Book Review 1/12/2015
Fantasy & Romance Reviews http://fantasyromancereviews.me Promo with sample chapter 1/12/2015
Diane’s Book Blog http://dianes-book.blogspot.com Interview 1/12/2015
Dauntless Indies http://www.dauntlessindies.blogspot.com Promo with sample chapter 1/13/2015
Joyfully Reviewed http://www.joyfullyreviewed.com Promo with sample chapter 1/13/2015
The Embraced: Scribal Love http://theembraced.blogspot.com Guest Post 1/14/2015
I Smell Sheep http://www.ismellsheep.com/ Book Review 1/14/2015
trips down imagination road http://a-reader-lives-a-thousand-lives.blogspot.co.uk Book Review 1/14/2015
Bound 2 Escape http://www.bound2escape.com Promo with sample chapter 1/15/2015
Paranormal Romance and Authors That Rock www.pratr.wordpress.com Book Review 1/16/2015
Kimber Leigh Writes http://www.kimberleighwheaton.com Guest Post 1/16/2015
I don’t have a blog yet. https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/16087827-kelly Book Review 1/17/2015
Theresa M. Cole http://theresamcole.com Guest Post, Promo 1/19/2015
BOOK JUNKIEZ bookjunkiez.com Book Review 1/20/2015
Wine relaxation and my kindle Drwrnmk.blogspot.com Book Review 1/20/2015
Minnie Medina’s Blog http://minnie-medina.blogspot.com Guest Post 1/21/2015
Journey with Books http://journeywithbooks.blogspot.com/ Promo with sample chapter 1/22/2015
Crystal’s Many Reviewers http://www.crystalsmanyreviewers.com Book Review 1/25/2015
Dalene’s Book Reviews http://dalenesbookreviews.blogspot.com/ Book Review 1/25/2015
we stole your book boyfriend http://westoleyourbookboyfriend.weebly.com/ Book Review 1/25/2015





A shift in the air alerted him that he was no longer alone. The hesitant whisper of feet gliding across the carpet revealed his intruder. And her scent. She smelled of him—of sandalwood and the night—mixed with her womanly aura that spiked his blood. A growl rumbled in his throat. Could he not have a moment alone? Maybe if he didn’t move she’d go away and leave him to finish meditating.

Silence stretched painfully until curiosity made him open one eye. She sat in front of him, so close he could count the treasure of gold flecks sparkling in her hazel eyes. Her gaze skimmed his face, leaving a trail of hunger he no longer wanted to deny. Her eyes widened when they dropped to his scars. Pity welled.

“Leave. Now.”

Her gaze shot to his. Questions danced in her eyes. Questions he refused to answer. It would serve no purpose to spill his guts to a woman who considered him damaged, less than any other man. Her hand stretched forward. Avery almost leaned into the touch, he craved her that much. But not while pity surfed in her hazel eyes. He’d have none of it.

“Don’t,” he snarled and grabbed her hand.

“It’s…” Her voice wavered.

He held his breath, waiting for her to finish her sentence with any of the words on his personal list: ugly, grotesque, monstrous.


Huh? He hadn’t heard right. Didn’t she see the scars, ravaged skin, and muscles beneath the ink?

“It’s changed. It didn’t look like this before.”

Shit! Sometimes his Ink did change from one indiscriminate mass to a slightly different indiscriminate mass.

“Now it’s intricate with swoops and swirls. Curlicues.”

Curlicues? Not possible. Her hand kept coming. He’d never let anyone touch it, not even during sex. Yet…he wanted her to touch him—all of him—but that was not going to happen. “I did it to hide the scars. Make it pretty. Didn’t work.” He lied.

Again, her hazel eyes filled with skepticism and her hand kept coming, as if he hadn’t ordered her not to. He was about to push her away when her fingers veered to his face. His breath caught, stilled by the possibilities of the moment.

She traced his face with soothing, lazy fingers. Her eyes, fringed with long, sooty lashes, were focused, intent on the torture she inflicted on his flesh. A gleam of interest sparked in their depths and a sultry smile tugged at the corners of her full lips. He’d dreamed this fantasy, never expected it come true. It was wrong to want more, yet her gaze caressed his skin.

Her hand dropped and she swept her thumb over the slight scar on his forearm, a reminder from the fight with her intruders. A jolt raced through him and he sucked in a startled breath.

She studied the slight demarcation. “Your wound? It’s gone. Want to explain?”

Kiss her, part her soft pouty lips and taste her. He shrugged. “Genetic anomaly. I heal fast.” He waited for more questions, but she surprised him when she cupped his face, and rubbed her palm over his day-old stubble. Desire flooded his system, turning the darkness within him into a sea of need.

Take her. Take what you want. Spread her. Fuck her. Take. Take. Whispered, taunted, and finally screamed. Avery balled his hands and kept them at his sides, anything to keep from humiliating himself. If only he could lock away his unending need, treat her as a client and not the only woman who’d ever made his blood simmer.

If he could do that, then he could walk away, but a little bit of Emeline wouldn’t be enough. And if he couldn’t have all of her, he’d rather have none.

He had to leave.

Her hands slid down his neck to his shoulder, and brushed his burn. Avery jerked away. The skin sizzled, as if freshly torched, but it wasn’t pain that seared his body.

“W-what? What did I do?” Her lovely eyes filled with concern.

Her stuttering mimicked his fluttering heart. When she touched his scar, all his nerve endings were zapped. He felt her soft hand stroking him, when his damaged skin hadn’t sensed anything in more than two decades.

“How did this happen?”

Though he never wanted her begging for anything, ever, Avery shook his head. Those dark memories didn’t belong here, tainting this moment. He took her hand, caressed the smooth back, and brushed her knuckles.

“Tell me,” she whispered and squeezed his fingers.

He brought her fingers to his tortured skin. “Touch me again.” The unspoken ‘please’ hung in the air between them.

Emeline hesitated, and for long seconds he suffered in anticipation. Then she slid her hand from his elbow to his shoulder over the burned skin. Bliss roared through him, leaving his restraints in tatters.

His head dropped back. Lust, potent and violent, clawed through him as never before. Did he moan or did she? The blood storming through his body and pounding in his ears muffled everything except her hand on his flesh. No one had ever come close to making him feel this way. No one, but Emeline with her luscious lips and arresting eyes. With her coy scent and fat curls bouncing on her shoulders, making her eyes do a peek-a-boo dance. Beneath the towel, his cock turned to stone.

She moved away and he nearly screamed at the loss. He grabbed her, couldn’t stop himself from hooking her around the waist and sliding her body under his.

Her hand braced against his chest. “I-I’m not having s-s-sex with you.”

Sex? Is that all she thought this was? He wished the feelings she evoked in him were so simple. Sex he could get anywhere, with anyone. With Emeline, he wanted all that she would give…and more. More he could never have.

She’d said no, though her half-mast eyes were dreamy, waiting for his next move while her tongue flicked out and stroked her bottom lip. Damn, burying himself inside her and never coming out sounded like an epic plan, but her breathy words shackled him.

“Just touch me,” he said. He was ready to demand that she place her hands on his skin.

Her bottom lip trembled and a sliver of fear entered her gaze. “I don’t want to hurt you,” she rasped.

Her words already had. They doused his desire and delivered an unwanted dose of reality. This was wrong on every level and at least one of them had the balls to admit it.

“Same here.” He didn’t want to hurt her either, and that’s exactly where this would lead. Nothing about him had changed. He was still a mercenary, dealt in death. Family obligations came before all of his longings and always would. Let her go, whispered through him.

I will…in a minute.

Slowly, her hands went from fists, ready to push him away, to warm palms and splayed fingers on his pecs. “Why did you agree to be my bodyguard? The truth.”

Heat traveled from her to him, straight to his cock. He leaned into the touch, seeking more. “Because I couldn’t take my eyes off you. Still can’t.”


tmonique stepens


Tmonique Stephens wrote her first novel about a reporter and a hockey player after the U.S. hockey team won gold in the 1980 Olympics. She loves writing flawed characters who reflect the emotional baggage we all carry. She writes complicated stories for complicated people. Paranormal romances and fantasy novels are her favorite genre. Eternity, Everlasting, and Evermore are the first three novels in her Descendants of Ra series. Currently, she is working a contemporary revenge series and Encore, the fourth novel in the Descendants of Ra series. She will read anything about fairies, demons, or angels. She also enjoys Stephen King, Dean Koontz, and Preston and Child. Born in St. Thomas USVI, Tmonique Stephens grew up in The Bronx, New York one mile from Yankee Stadium. She loves SyFy, the History channels, and also Asian cuisine. But her heart and stomach longs for anything from the Caribbean.  

Buy Links

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Evermore-Descendants-Ra-Book-3-ebook/dp/B00ONVHZ1O/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1414020590&sr=8-3&keywords=tmonique+stephens








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Book Description
Publication Date: April 3, 2012
When young women start dying, Boston cop Samantha Ryan is the perfect person to investigate, for only she knows what the archais symbol carved into their flesh means. The last in a long line of ruthless witches, she grew up in a coven seduced by power and greed. And now she’s sure that bad witches have returned to Salem. Reluctantly, Samantha goes undercover-into a town obsessed with black magic, into her terrifying past, and into thedark, newly awakened heart of evil.


THE THIRTEENTH SACRIFICE is a well crafted supernatural thriller. The characters and story line are well-developed. Samantha Ryan grew up in a coven of witches, and she was the only survivor when a spell goes wrong and everyone in the coven , but Samantha is killed. She is now a detective and is no longer a practicing witch. She is pulled back into the world of witchcraft when a few murders are brought to light with a supernatural twist. Samantha is once again immersed into the life of a witch. She has to go undercover to flush out the killer. As she gets closer to the one who is behind the murders, Samantha starts to have flashes of memory from her childhood and that fateful night. Samantha has to be strong or risk losing herself again to the magic and life of a witch. I loved this book with its many twists and turns, and surprising ending that I did not expect. I give THE THIRTEENTH SACRIFICE 4/5 stars.


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Book Description
Publication Date: February 17, 2015
He’ll risk it all to bring her home.
Morgan Carter witnessed her sister’s murder, has been turned into a werewolf and is now raising her young niece. Then her fiance, Greyson Crawford, proves he wants to be with her for the wrong reasons, and she knows her life couldn’t be any stranger. Devastated, she retreats to her cozy house in the city with her sister’s little girl, Lana. There, they’ll have normalcy, and maybe eventually, even happiness.

But Morgan’s the only living silver wolf. Her uniqueness—the ability to produce werewolf offspring—means, without Grey’s protection, she’s unknowingly put herself and Lana in deadly danger. Other werewolves want to claim her for their pack, and she’s the easiest, most tempting prey ever.

When they strike, Grey has to find her and rescue her before it’s too late. Not so simple a task; he has only the uncontrollable beast inside him, Wolf, and an unlikely pack of allies he’s forced to rely on. Can he get to her in time? And if he does, can he convince her he’s there for the right reasons, saving them both?



BLACK WOLF’S REVENGE is a wonderfully developed novel. It has a well-developed cast of characters and storyline. Morgan was a normal human but when her sister was killed and she was turned, that is when her life became so complicated. She is also the care taker of her sister’s daughter. When she turns into her wolf she is a rare silver wolf. Grey her fiancée only wants to protect her and when he puts his foot in his mouth she breaks of her engagement. When she is kidnapped by a rival clan, she finds out that having Grey around is the best thing out there besides her love for him. I loved this novel and am looking forward to reading more. I give this book 4/ 5 stars.


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They say, writers should write what they love and Patrick Rothfuss seems to do so. He love stories. Telling them is one thing but to live and tell them is astonishing. And how a writer can live in the stories?… By his imagination. Imagination is infinite. You certainly don’t have to pay for it. It is legal to use. And it’s the best thing a human has got, I believe.  The Name of the Wind . At first, I never wanted to read it. But then, when strongly recommended by one of my friend, I borrowed his copy and read it. Now I can say, I can’t wait to read the second.  The Name of the Wind  introduce us to Kvothe, a figure which is hard to ignore not because he has red hair but because the mysterious intelligence the character has.

At the start level, the book is slow for a few pages, and it took me sometime to adjust. May be I was reading after a long time. But after reading the book, I read the starting few pages again. And I must say the style used by Patrick keeps things as simple as possible and he tries to create an enclosure by his words such that if a reader is immerse in his words, he will find hard to emerge out back to reality. The book, I must say, after reading 50-70 pages is very hard to put down. Though they say, the start and the end defines a book, I must correct them, ‘their’ saying might work for a story or a novella for they are short in length but for 600 plus page novel like The Name of the Wind you need to give it some time and at least 50-70 pages might be sufficient to start being judgmental about the book. Most of the times  this will work for fantasies as they happen to be a bit bulky in the length.

As I said the story will bind you from it roots and you will be immersed in the world of Kvothe. The culture, the geography ,the background of the story and especially my favorite part, the characters, which are developed at such a level that they won’t disappoint the reader. According to one interview, Rothfuss spent 14 years in developing this trilogy and I don’t know the truth, nor am I being judgmental here.

So I would recommend this book, but then you might end up reading the trilogy.

3.5 out of 5 from me.

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croc and fox

A career military man, Viktor lives for the next mission – and his collection of weapons — but a raid on an experimental lab makes him an unwilling protector, mostly because he can’t peel Renee off. A cold-blooded croc, he never intended to settle down, but he didn’t count on a foxy lady warming his heart. The world outside the laboratory was a big scary place. Frightened, Renee latches onto the biggest, baddest, and sexiest, warrior around. Sharp toothed and with ice in his veins, Viktor’s violent side should have sent her running, but instead, she finds the courage to face her fears –and tame the lizard. Warning: An ornery croc discovers he does have a pulse when a hot to trot fox decides to latch on, and never let go. Tongue in cheek humor, sizzling moments and a tiny, evil villain await.


Croc and the Fox is a fun and sexy read that will have you laughing out loud. The characters and story line are well-developed. Renee has been experimented on and has no memories of where she comes from. When the FUC agents raid a facility that they believe is the place where the mastermind who is experimenting on shifters, Victor ends up rescuing one sexy fox. Renee clings to Victor and she feels safe in his arms. When Victor loses his heart to this sweet vixen he is forever lost.  Renee has to learn how to let her foxy self loose, so when Victor’s life is threatened she lets her fox out to hunt. Croc and the Fox had me laughing so much that I had tears steaming down my face, and almost falling out of my chair.

Eve Langlais knows how to write humor in a way to get the maximum number of laughs. These mismatched characters balance each other out perfectly. If you have never read an Eve Langlais book, I highly recommend you read all of the FUC series. So, I give Croc and the Fox 5/5 stars.





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