Thursday, March 10, 2016


Hey Bookcrastinators!

We just wanted to post a quick update letting you guys know that we're on an official hiatus for the time being. We'll still be updating our Instagram account @bookcrastinators so make sure to follow us on there for updates. 

We hope to be back really soon! Xoxo

Monday, January 11, 2016

Book Spotlight for Thirst: Blood of my Blood by R.P. Channing

~ Kira Sutherland ~

After a near fatal accident (and getting cheated on by her 'boyfriend'), and beating up the lead cheerleader (with whom the boyfriend cheated...), and being labeled as having 'issues' in her school because she, uhm, sees ghosts, Kira is left with two choices: 

1. Continue her 'therapy' (where she's told the ghost is a hallucination and also gets her legs ogled too often...) 


2. Go to Starkfield Academy, a boarding school for "Crazies and Convicts" (as the social media sites call them.)

She chooses the latter...

~ Cory Rand ~

Cory Rand has not had an easy life. His mother died in a car accident when he was twelve, and so did his mother's best friend...sort of. You see, Janice made a promise to take care of Cory just before she died, and so she lingers. Undead. A ghost that watches out for him.

Brought up in an abusive home, Cory quickly falls into a life of disreputable behavior. After his third offense (which was prompted by a girl, as usual - he has a weakness) he's left with two choices: 

1. Be tried as an adult and share a cell with a guy named Bubba (he thinks...) 


2. Go to Starkfield Academy, which Cory is pretty sure is run by vampires. But, hey, at least he'll get an education.

He chooses the latter...

It's at Starkfield that Kira meets Cory Rand, a boy with an insatiable Rage who sees ghosts, too. As well as other things, other things from his past, things that confuse him, things like fire and witches and demons.

Things he's always ignored. 

Until now.

PROLOGUE -1- The Puppy Eyes 

My life was perfect. I had the perfect shoes and the perfect friends and I lived in the perfect house. My nails were perfect and my hair was perfect (except on Sundays, it was always windy on Sundays) and I had the perfect clothes. My lips were a perfect red and my hair perfectly straight. My eyeshadow was perfect, my hips were...okay, and my waist...well...also okay. Nothing was wrong in my life. But then there was Jack. Jack was a problem. He needed to go. I mean, when you’re dead, you’re dead! I had told him this endlessly. Somehow, Jack didn’t get it. I mean, I felt sorry for the guy. Sure. Being stuck between this life and the next. But just because I found him, does that mean I needed to keep him? I think not! Sadly, when Jack got that look in his eyes, that weary, almost teary (if his tearducts worked) look, I melted. I just couldn’t send him away. Not even Jack knew where he would go after he died. Would he, like, die? As in — dead, nada, kaput, finito, gone, no more? Bye bye, sayonara, ciao, hasta la vista baby and all that? I couldn’t have that on my conscience. No way. I lay on my bed, wondering what to do about him. “Jaaaaaaack,” I hollered. “Jaaaaaaack!” Still no answer. “Jack!” Jack...materialized. His eyes rolled down to the ground. He was making those puppy eyes again. “Jack, I told you not to do that. I told you not to play on my sympathies.” His puppy eyes became worse. His skin was gray and, well, dead. “Oh, brother,” I said. “I have to do something about you. If mom finds out I have another ‘imaginary friend’ — at my age — well, I’d die of embarrassment. But, like, really die. Not like you.” I wondered about this. Would I die? Was Jack a freak accident, or did all people live on like him? Think of the cemeteries... The idea excited me somewhat. “What would you have me do, Miss Kira?” “Knock off the Miss Kira crap. I told you it’s just Kira.” “Yes, Miss Kira.” The dead. There’s just no reasoning. “Fine, Miss Kira it is then.” Rover barked like a lunatic in the garden. No one else might be able to see Jack, but I was sure my dog could. “I have to do something about this,” I mumbled.

 -2- The Rat 

Mike knocked on the door before I had time to leave the house. Mike was the guy I thought (at the time) was perfect. “Who is it?” “It’s me, baby.” Baby, urgh — I wasn’t his baby. I dated Mike because he was the quarterback, because girls are supposed to like the quarterback, because it’s just so darn perfect to be seen with the quarterback, like we’re brainwashed into thinking these things from the first romantic doll set mom buys us. This was my previous life. “Mike.” “Uh-huh. Gonna let me in?” So you can try rub me up and then complain when I don’t let you? This, dear reader, was the big problem with Mike. The second we first kissed, his hand went way too far south for me to be comfortable — and I pulled back. Mike suddenly wasn’t so perfect. “Uhm, I was just on my way out,” I said. “Kira? C’mon, open the door.” He sounded upset. “Is there someone in there with you?” Boys. As if. I didn’t know much about love (nothing, actually) but I knew this wasn’t it. “Uhm, now’s not the time, Mike.” “C’mon, Kira, what’s going on?” He banged harder. When in doubt...lie. I opened the door a crack. “There’s a dead rat in the house, Mike. Been here for days. I gotta go get some detergent and stuff to handle the stench.” Mike stepped back. He peered through the crack of the door. “It’s really bad,” I said. “I’ll drive you.” “I’m afraid the smell” — I stuck my armpit to my nose — “has found its way all over me. I’ll drive myself.” “O — okay. Fine.” And then he grinned like he wanted something. “Later? My place?” Urgh. “Uhm, Not sure when though.” “Six.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes. According to girls at school, he was apparently so damn good looking — theoretically. But for me personally, he did nothing. Moved nothing. Twisted nothing. “Look, I gotta go, Mike. I gotta — ” “Kira.” His eyes grew stern. “You’ve been avoiding me...” Bingo! Well done contestant number one! And what have you won? A brain! I tilted my head. “Mike, look, this...rat — I need to deal with it. We’ll talk later, okay? Bye.” I closed the door, not waiting for an answer, and peered out the peep hole. Mike hung around for a second, shoulders wide and eyes glaring straight at me through the door. Could he see me? Did he know I was looking at him? He kicked something off the ground, and I had the distinct impression he mouthed the word Bitch before leaving. But I wasn’t sure...

-3- The Mack 

“Roll down the window, Jack.” Jack was recently dead, so he still had a smell about him. (Which only I could smell...) I had purposely skipped breakfast. Maybe Jack would help me lose weight. I was (still am) a little wide, although it had never stopped guys flirting with me. I know how to dress. But I could be skinnier. Lucy Rogers was skinny. All bones and no boobs. Charlene Carverton was a babe. Cheerleader. Big chest (which she pushed out generously with a push-up — if only guys knew). Toned thighs. Charlene only dated college boys (back then), which I still think is pretty gross for a girl her age. “He’s not for you,” Jack said out the blue. “Hmm?” “This...Mike — he’s wrong for you, Miss Kira.” For all Jack’s faults (mainly, being dead), he has a good heart. Factually, probably it’s why I kept him around at first. “You think I don’t know that?” “Then why don’t you dump him?” I braked at a stop sign. Looked left and right. “Because I’d look like an idiot. I flirted with him and showed interest, and one kiss later I can’t stand the sight of him.” “So dump him.” “It’s not that simple. Kids at school — they can be vicious. I have to let it fade slowly. If I drop the bomb on him, I’ll never hear the end of it through senior year.” “And you care?” Yes, I did. Forget Guantanamo, schools are rough. “You don’t understand, Jack. Maybe school was different in your day. But in mine, well, we walk through metal detectors.” “Schools weren’t too different in my day.” I noted the sadness in his voice. “You okay?” “I’m dead.” Right. “You miss...your life?” Jack shrugged. “I like being with you, Miss Kira. And I don’t remember much of my life. I think I’m in limbo.” “Limbo?” “Yes, like I have some unfinished business. If only I could is...” He scratched his head. “Any ideas?” “Well, it can’t be love. If it were love, I’d be a vampire. That’s who teenage girls fall in love with these days.” “A vampire? That’s just what I need — two undead beings stalking me.” “I feel I have something to do around you, Miss Kira. I don’t know what, but something. Something important.” I looked over at him. “Me?” I was still looking at him when I missed the stop sign. The Mack truck drove straight into us.

R P Channing started writing three years ago, but never published anything even after churning out over a million words of fiction. Thirst: Blood of my Blood is the first book he dared to publish. When asked why, he said, “Because it’s the first thing I wrote that my wife actually enjoyed reading.” When not hammering away (most literally) at his keyboard, he can be found buried in a book, reading anything from romance to horror to young adult to non-fiction to comedy. If it has words in it, I’ll take it.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Advanced screening opportunity in MIAMI!

We're excited to offer those of you who live in South Florida the opportunity to watch the advanced  screening of 13 HOURS: THE SECRET SOLDIERS OF BENGHAZI.

January 07, 2016 
Thursday @6:30pm 
(Have your pass ready to show at the door)

AMC Aventura 24
19501 Biscayne Blvd. Aventura, FL 33180 

From director Michael Bay, “13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi” is the gripping true story of six elite ex-military operators assigned to protect the CIA who fought back against overwhelming odds when terrorists attacked a U.S. diplomatic compound on September 11, 2012. When everything went wrong, six men had the courage to do what was right. Based on the nonfiction book “13 Hours” by New York Times bestselling author Mitchell Zuckoff and Members of the Annex Security Team.

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Book Spotlight for Debt by Rachel Dunning

Expected publication: March 30, 2016

The Debt Collector

I pay my debts, and I expect others to. 

I was raised in the slums of London, I knew nothing of privilege. My father was murdered when I was seventeen. Morty figured my father's passing meant I would automatically take on dad's debts. I refused. 

And I paid for that refusal. 

So did my sister. 

So now I fight. All I know how to do is fight. The best cash is in the states, so that's where I am now. A big fish called Vito came along offering me a "favor" when I arrived.

Another debt.

I paid for that one too. 

I knew Kyla Hensley would be trouble when I met her. But I wanted her. I could see through the falsehood of her wannabe-slutty clothes and her sexy legs. So I chased her. 

Besides, trouble is my middle name. 

Kyla Hensley

I was brought up in privilege, but I lacked everything else. My father is a business tycoon who buys and sells and doesn't care who gets rolled over in the process. 

I never knew my mother, and all I have of her is a photo with a note scrawled on the back in French saying "I'm sorry." The only Female Figure I had growing up is my dad's wife who is a bleach blond with seven boob jobs. We never bonded.

I drink. I party. I meet guys.

But I wasn't always like that. 

I've had a string of lovers in the last few years, the worst and most recent of which was Vince Somerset. My best friend Vera was dating a guy called Rory Cansoom who is the opposite of Vince in so many ways, and yet so the same. 

She and I hit the road for spring break, getting away from the two college psychos and just trying to have some fun. 

But there's a funny thing about trouble, the more you run from it, the more it finds you. 

Which is when I met the Debt Collector. 

It was only supposed to be sex. He made that clear. I made that clear. 

That's all it was supposed to be.

I never expected to fall in love. I never expected to fall so deeply, madly, uncomfortably in love with a man who is wrong, so wrong for me. 

And unbelievably right.

Standalone Novel.
No Cliffhanger.

Rachel Dunning hit the scene in August 2013 and is the author of the highly praised Naive Mistakes Series, Truthful Lies Trilogy, Johnny Series and the paranormal romance series, Mind Games.
A prolific writer, she sticks to stories where Alpha Males aren’t pricks and where women have guts. She’s lived on two different continents, speaks three different languages, and met the love of her life on the internet. In other words, romance is in her blood.

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Bubbles and Books Box Review

Hello everyone! I'm excited to share this subscription box with you! Before I jump into anything I'd like to disclose that this complimentary box was sent to us for an honest review- there is no compensation and all opinions are mine.

Are you 18+? Do you love paranormal romance? You should keep reading!

Bubbles and Books delivers steamy paranormal ~romance~ paperback novels written by independent authors + artisanal handmade soaps + bookish + bathing goodies to your door bathtub, each month (do I have your attention yet?!).  

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1. The Luxe Box ~ shifter and paranormal romance readers who need a ~ gentle ~ start! One  paranormal romance novel + one artisanal soap! {Just $19.95 per month!}

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Either subscription you choose, you'll receive ADULT romance novels written and published by independent authors! These SUPER STEAMY books will fullfill your wildest dreams! You just might discover your new favorite {and yet-to-be-discovered} author this month!

 I received the “Shifters Do It Better” box for review.

Up until January 19, 2016 you can get your first box at a 25% discount by using the promo code: BOOKCRASTINATOR25

My first thought was that this box was bigger and heavier than anticipated. When I got it open I loved the smell that wafted out of the box. Right off the bat I was surprised with all the goodies that were included in the box. I received Dragon’s Melody by Ophelia BellAwakened by Sennah Tate, Melen Pumpkin Pie Soap , Rock Bottom Soap Co. Black Raspberry VanillaBee Butter Pear Vanilla Soap, and some yummy samples. I do have to say, the soaps are AWESOME. My favorite in the Pumpkin Pie Soap (because DUH) but they are all truly delicious. Both books have great reviews on Amazon so it seems that the books offered will be wonderful. I think if you're a lover of  Indie authors and of steamy paranormal romance, this is a subscription box for you!

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Movie Review of #MockingjayPart2

Realizing the stakes are no longer just for survival, Katniss Everdeen (Jennifer Lawrence) teams up with her closest friends, including Peeta (Josh Hutcherson), Gale (Liam Hemsworth) and Finnick for the ultimate mission. Together, they leave District 13 to liberate the citizens of war-torn Panem and assassinate President Snow, who's obsessed with destroying Katniss. What lies ahead are mortal traps, dangerous enemies and moral choices that will ultimately determine the future of millions.

Mockingjay Part 2 WAS AMAZING!

Truthfully, when I heard that Mockingjay would be split into two movies, I was worried. I wondered where it would split in half and I wondered if the first half of the book would have enough plot to keep us engaged for two hours. Somehow the writers pulled it off with part one and definitely gave us everything we wanted (and more) with part two.

What astounded me the most with part two was the accuracy! I literally felt like someone took my mental picture and put it on screen. There were funny moments, sad moments, chilling moments and lots of suspense!

For someone that has read the books, I feel it's even harder to make me feel any sort of suspense during the movie but somehow they made it so that I felt even more suspense because I had read the books.

Be prepared to feel all the feels with this one! It's the best two part conclusion I've seen since Deathly Hallows and I'm completely satisfied with their decision to split the movies.

As soon as the movie ended, I wanted to see it again. I'll definitely be seeing it several times and I know the rest of the fandom will be as happy with the film as I am!

Blog Tour for Joseph (Kings of Guardian #2) by Kris Michaels

Ember Harris has sworn to save lives. Joseph King is an assassin. Death is their common ground, only they stand on opposing sides. Thrown together they find that in life, like death, everyone needs a Guardian. 

A dead man’s plea pushes Ember headfirst into a swirling mire of drugs, death and political corruption.  Chased by a murderous drug cartel, she runs straight into the arms Joseph King, a former Navy Seal turned assassin.

Protecting Em is Joseph King’s last mission and this time he’ll risk anything, including his life, to keep her safe. As a matter of fact he’d stroll through the sin-stoked fires of hell and gut the devil himself.


JACOB (Kings of Guardian Book 1)

Victoria Marshall didn't cooperate by dying in the Afghani hell-hole like the CIA expected. Defying all probability, a privately-funded black ops group led by a handsome, sexy-as-sin southerner pulled her out of the warlord's prison cell and brought her home. Even half out of her mind with pain Tori knew this man was special. She made a date with the commander to meet one year later at a restaurant of his choice. Keeping that date was the best thing she ever did.

Jacob King found little physically attractive about the woman he saved from the warlord’s camp, though it was hard to see what lay under the filth and suppurating wounds she suffered from countless beatings. He admired her brave humor in the face of her agonizing injuries. This kind of tough-minded woman was someone he'd like to know as a friend. He never expected the leggy, blond bomb-shell in the red dress who showed up for their date.

But then he never expected she would save his life, either. In a world of shadows, smoke, and dangerous covert missions, where people routinely vanish and living one more day was never a given, Tori and Jacob fight to build their happily ever after.


Kris Michaels is the alter ego of a happily married wife and mother who loves to write erotic romance with a twist of military flavor. A chance meeting and immediate friendship with an established author propelled Kris into a world where her lifelong fantasy of publishing romance novels came true! Her vivid imagination and erotic fantasies evolved into the Kings of Guardian Series now under contract to be published with Troll River Publishing.