February Author of the Month

We would like to congratulate the first EVER Author of the Month here on Intoxicated by Books! In honor of all her hard work and dedication we are happy to announce that the Author of the Month for February 2013 is...

Kathi S. Barton! 

Please see the following bio from Kathi as well as the buy links to Kathi's novels. Kathi was recently given the title "Best Selling Author" by her publicist at World Castle Press

Howdy, my name is Kathi S. Barton and I write because I cannot not write. I’m a writer.

 

One day I decided that I wanted to write a little story.  Little did I know that I would be opening a door that thankfully has never closed.

So I got myself a muse, or he got me I’m not sure which.  He’s sort of a cross between Jimmy Steward and Hugh Jackman.  Yeah, I know, weird.  But then so am I.  The guy just does not want to shut up!  But I’m glad.  It keeps me sane…or at least saner.

 

The story, I called it the Aaron’s Kiss Story was one book divided into three sections.  ‘Sara’s Story’, ‘Shade’s Story’ and ‘Pete’s Story’.  The story was raw and very poorly written.  There were no descriptive parts at all just dialog and sex.  (And the sex parts weren’t all that good either). 

It was fun creating a world that in my head was as real as my everyday life.  It’s a blast for me to let people get to know them as well as I do.  Life as a writer is the best.  Thank you for enjoying what I do, having fun and doing what I love best.

Click here for Kathi's books on Amazon

I recently finished reading the first 10 books of the Aaron's Kiss Series and I gotta tell ya, they will rock yo' pants off! 
Kathi is total AWESOMESAUCE and I LOVE her work. I will definitely be reading EVERY novel she gets published!  

Valentine's Day Giveaway

Thanks to lots of wonderful authors who are extremely generous and have agreed to help me out with my Valentine's Day Giveaway, I have Ebook copies of ALL of the following books to give to one lucky winner! Make sure you enter the Rafflecopter below the book covers.  

    

  

Forever Hers by: E.B. Walters                              Moonlight by Katie Salidas
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Gastien Part 1 by: Caddy Rowland             A Woman's Revenge by: Sara Trimble

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Blood Bound by: Aine P. Massie                        Black Purple Sky by: Colleen Wait

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Special Rewards by: M.L.Ryan                              Taking Chances by: Amy O'Neill

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Coexist by: Julia Crane                                               Fire Kissed by: Erin Kellison

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Until There Was You by: Jessica Scott            Because of You by: Jessica Scott

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To Iraq and Back by: Jessica Scott                  Unguarded by: Ashley Robertson

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Taboo Kisses by: Gracen Miller

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Kiss the Darkness by: Robert Wacaster                 A Writer's Love Story by: Robert Wacaster

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Breaking Point by Kristen Simmons Tour

Breaking Point 

by

Kristen Simmons

Synopsis:

The second installment in Kristen Simmons's fast-paced, gripping YA dystopian series.
After faking their deaths to escape from prison, Ember Miller and Chase Jennings have only one goal: to lay low until the Federal Bureau of Reformation forgets they ever existed.
Near-celebrities now for the increasingly sensationalized tales of their struggles with the government, Ember and Chase are recognized and taken in by the Resistance—an underground organization working to systematically take down the government. At headquarters, all eyes are on the sniper, an anonymous assassin taking out FBR soldiers one by one. Rumors are flying about the sniper’s true identity, and Ember and Chase welcome the diversion….
Until the government posts its most-wanted list, and their number one suspect is Ember herself.
Orders are shoot to kill, and soldiers are cleared to fire on suspicion alone. Suddenly Ember can’t even step onto the street without fear of being recognized, and “laying low” is a joke. Even members of the Resistance are starting to look at her sideways.
With Chase urging her to run, Ember must decide: Go into hiding…or fight back?

Excerpt:

A woman screamed, her voice feral and high, clawing at the base of my brain. The soldier, still beside me, jerked his head up like a fox, sniffing the air. Then he unhooked the gun from his belt and raised it toward the sky.
“Sniper!” I heard a man in the direction of the soup kitchen shout.
More voices joined his.
“Sniper!” they cried. “Sniper!”
-Breaking Point, Pg. 89

Kristen Simmons has a master’s degree in social work and is an advocate for mental health. She lives with her husband Jason and their precious greyhound Rudy in Tampa, Florida
Links:
Website: http://www.kristensimmonsbooks.com/
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/author.kristensimmons
Twitter: https://twitter.com/kris10writes
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4692856.Kristen_Simmons


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Dirty Blood by Heather Hildenbrand

Dirty Blood

By

Heather Hildenbrand

Kindle copy provided by author for review.

Synopsis:

I killed a girl last night. I did it with my bare hands and an old piece of pipe I found lying next to the dumpster. But that’s not the part that got me. The part that scared me, the part I can’t seem to wrap my head around and still has me reeling, was that when she charged me, her body shifted – and then she was a wolf. All snapping teeth and extended claws. But by the time I stood over her lifeless body, she was a girl again. That’s about the time I went into shock… And that was the moment he showed up.

Now, all I can do is accept the truths that are staring me in the face. One, Werewolves do exist. And two, I was born to kill them.

Review:

I wasn't really sure what to expect from this novel. I had never read any of Heather's work before. I was absolutely NOT disappointed with this book. I loved it. The story is an easy read meaning that it flowed well and was worded wonderfully. The characters are defined very well. Heather did a GREAT job with this novel. 

Kindle edition is FREE on amazon right now! 

The Inheritance book Blitz tour

Kaylee has one night to re-connect with her ailing father, but they don’t have much to talk about. Inspired, she decides to read him a story that eerily mirrors their relationship. She wants to bury the hatchet so badly, but all she can remember are the pranks Zachary pulled and in an attempt to make parenthood interesting. But long ago Kaylee learned his Achilles heel, the one silly object that could undo him and change the balance in their relationship. Should she use it? Will she? Find out what happens when love and forgiveness become twisted by anger, retaliation, and disconnect.

The Inheritance​

Zillah Anderson

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About the Author:
Never one to run from uncomfortable and unusual subject matter, Zillah Anderson is an author of the speculative, the dark, and the sexy – and sometimes all three at once. She is the author of The Inheritance and the young adult title Knocking Down Heaven’s Door with No Boundaries Press, the erotic short Power Chord with Rebel Ink Press, and has also had her work included in the Wicked East Press Anthology Halloween Frights vol. III. She resides in the Midwest, loves all things crafty and nerdy, and writes while she bides her time for her true purpose: total world domination.

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Excerpt:
“‘Forgive?” he finally wheezed and Katherine was surprised he actually acknowledged that there was a wall between them. She forced her lips into something that was a cross between a tender smile and a wince.’”
“‘Come on, Dad. It’s not like you did anything bad. We just never really clicked. There are far worse relationships.’”
“‘The clearing of a phlegm-coated throat tugged the young woman from her thoughts. “Forgive?” Zane asked again.’”
“‘Kathy sighed and forced herself to squeeze the fingers that were too much like flesh-covered cushions. “You weren’t home. You had a lot going on at work. And you played jokes that I took the wrong way. Everything is in hindsight and we both know I was sensitive as a kid. I understand. Can’t we just forget about that?” Katherine’s voice was soft and rich, but it shook far more than she wanted it to. It had always been so easy for her to talk about him behind his back, to complain about how much he embarrassed her. But now everywhere she looked there were tubes running out of the arms that she’d wrestled with as a kid. The whir and buzz of the machines made Kathy’s jaw ache from clenching. The expression on Zane’s sagging face with too much forehead showed that he didn’t like her interpretation, but he relaxed deep into the mattress at her willingness to move on.’”
“‘But too soon a look out the window at the setting sun reminded her it was time to go. Kathy rose, kissed her father’s cheek, and said her soft goodbyes that had the pretense of being difficult. Maybe in some ways they were; after years of growing up in a blurred reality it was hard for her to tell anymore.’”
“‘When Kathy left, there was something on the visitor’s couch in Zane’s room to take her place, something that Kathy’s mother had kept in storage for years. It was almost the size of a toddler and was dressed in one of Kathy’s old dresses. Its tiny feet even had her old patent leather baby shoes. The plastic eyes were unfeeling, dark blotches in smooth plastic skin that stared directly across the room towards Zane. The setting sun cast eerie shadows over the synthetic, butchered hair that framed the artificial face.’”
“‘Zane tried to sleep, but even with his eyes closed he knew the toy was there looking at him. Somehow the little thing saw everything he had ever done and wanted to do, everything he regretted, every little thing at all. And it didn’t care about any of it. With his eyes still tightly shut, Zane’s good hand fumbled for the button to call the nurse. The box had slipped down under the covers and out of reach. If he opened his eyes to look for it he’d have to see the dear little girl gone wrong and all her features: the straight legs, un-skinned knees, and tidy little bows on scuffed shoes. But there would be no emotion and no hint of a smile. That was not how a child should behave. If anything, it was the demeanor of a killer.’”
“‘Stop, stop, stop! Zane screamed in his mind, his weakened heart bursting against his chest. His twisted mouth struggled to work as he focused on the sound of his breathing and opened his eyes.’”
“‘The bright lights had been shut off so he could sleep, though the curtains had been left open. Outside, the city lights twinkled in a cold rhythm. Zane’s gaze focused on the couch — the empty couch. His breathing went sharp and shallow, a raspy noise against the low hum of the room’s medical equipment. Cleanser mixed with the scents of decaying flesh and old woman’s face powder. There was a brief flash of memory from when he had caught his daughter patting the face of one of her favorite dolls with a puff borrowed from her grandmother. The thing’s hair had reeked for weeks afterwards and little particles of scented dust had shown up on furniture at the most inopportune times.’”
“‘Zane’s neck ached from not enough movement and he winced when he tried to turn his head. All he had to do was look down. The tainted perfume grew stronger and crawled right up his nostrils to the working cells in his brain. The soft outline of a ragtag cut hair was just barely visible in his peripheral vision.’”
“‘Inhumanly smooth plastic brushed up his arm. The molded fingertips were permanently curled and the seams of the plastic bit ever-so-lightly into his skin. “Daddy, I’m a good girl.” The voice was a soft whisper that was close to — but not the same — as his daughter’s. “I’ll be your little girl. I’ll sit with you.” A tight whine strangled out of his throat. It was worse than if the doll had wanted to kill him.