Blogger interactions.

0A while ago I asked my fellow bloggers if any of them would like to work together on a post. There was a few that actually responded. I do apologise for the late post 🤣 I also forgot to write down the list of amazing bloggers that wanted todo this. Again I’m sorry about the delay. I hadn’t forgotten about you all.


So you awesome people what would you like to collaborate about. It can be about anything within reason 🤣 maybe leave a comment and we can get the ball rolling.


400+ followers

As a thank you to all you amazing people. For helping me reach 400+ I’m going to do a giveaway. It’s nothing special just a book from my little collection. It will have to be UK only as to send overseas would cost a small fortune 😂 anyway all good luck

Click on the link and it should take toy straight to where you want to be. Also this is my first time running a rafflecopter competition so hopefully it works 😂 the book I will be sending will a choice of 3 so the winner can choose which one they would like.

The tall man review

I was lucky enough to recieve a cooy of this book which I apppreciate so much.  This is a debut book by Phoebe Locke and she doesn’t dissapoint. This isn’t usually a genre I’d read but she has converted me 😀 from the first page to the last you will be hooked and you physically won’t be able to put this book down. There’s  nothing much more that I can say without giving away the story. So I don’t want todo that.  I would give this book a 4/5




Book Description

Set to be the thriller of the summer in 2018, THE TALL MAN is a gripping blend of dark psychological suspense and spine-tingling chills that will have you checking the corners of your room before bed. Ideal for fans of Ruth Ware’s IN A DARK, DARK WOOD, Sarah Pinborough’s BEHIND HER EYES and C. J. Tudor’s THE CHALK MAN.

From the Inside Flap


Sadie Banner has been haunted by the Tall Man since she was a child. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t escape his voice in her head. Terrified by what he might make her do to her own baby daughter, she abandons her family. She returns for Amber’s sixteenth birthday, but what dark secrets has she brought back with her?


Two years later a documentary film crew follows Amber Banner on a media tour of Los Angeles. Amber’s just been acquitted of a murder charge in a case that held the world’s attention – but who did she kill, and why?

From the Back Cover

The story begins and ends in the darkest woods.
It is about the legacy of a terrible legend.
Not everyone involved is alive to share their part.

About the Author

Phoebe Locke is the pseudonym of full-time writer Nicci Cloke. She previously worked at the Faber Academy, and hosted London literary salon Speakeasy. She lives and writes in London.

THE TALL MAN is Phoebe Locke’s debut thriller and will be published in summer 2018.



Please don’t read this alone or in the dark. It’s quite a haunting book. Please let me know what you think of it.



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My over thinking brain. Would you kindly p*** off.

Why do I feel angry all the time. I’ve never felt like this before. I’m usually quite a chilled bloke. I never let anything bother me. But lately it just seems like everything is pissing me off. If something is happening I usually just keep my mouth shut but lately I’ve been having outbursts and saying what I’m actually thinking. I don’t know if I’m just over thinking this (there has been a lot going on in my personal life) so maybe that isn’t helping either.

I literally want to just to tell everyone to fuck off and leave me alone. I’m sure that’s just my depression trying to take over again. Well that can also fuck off aswell. As it’s not going to win.  I wish someone could take this away so I’d never have it again. Taking tablets just don’t work sometimes and pretty sure there isn’t an alternative.

I may have to go back to the doctor’s to see what else can be done. I’ve been eating really badly lately aswell so that won’t be helping my mood at all. So I could get that into check and hopefully that will help ease up things upstairs.

My head really needs an off switch. I’m over thinking everything lately and pissing myself off with it. Which is unfair to the people around me.

Think I’m going to end it there as I need to keep busy and stop thinking about this shit that’s going on in my head.

I apologise for the curse words but they seemed to fit better while I was writing 🤣

Book Club

So I’ve been told that I need to cut back on buying books as apparently I’ve got enough. I’ve even joined a library to compensate which I think is fantastic. This had me thinking (yes this doesn’t happen very often 🤣) We could sort some sort  of book club where we could send each other books through the post of books that we might think each other will like. Preferably in the U.K. just to save on postage.

Would anyone like this to happen or would it just be a daft idea.

Star Jumpers: The Lion Roars review.

I’d like to thank Rachel for this opportunity and emailing me the book. Please go check her website and sign up. Rachel will email you and ask if you’d be interested in reviewing a book she’s managed to get from the author/publisher for a review. Please check out her webiste I’ve left a link below.

Onto the book review.


The author is Zoe Baxter and the book only has 128 pages so it’s not a long read, but don’t let that fool you. What Zoe had done with this book is unbelievable. You’re into the action straight away. What seemed to be a normal activity for these unknowing 4 teenagers going zip lining into the unknown.

That unknown is somewhere called Hadrixia (I know right cool name) which has been taken over by an evil tyrant and took all the magic powers of people a certain age and casted out all those without any magic abilities. This tyrant has taken nearly every child who possess magic powers to build his armies and take over our world (we will get to that shortly) So now the teenagers are in a land they don’t know and haven’t got a clue what is going on. All they have is a bag and a map. Where they have to find a special stone to take back to their home world.

The tyrant is also looking for these stones for himself so he can smash the portals defenses and bring his armies through and destroy everything that’s on the otherside.

What happens to our four plucky teenager’s. Will they make it through the treacherous foreign land that is Hadraxia?

Please give this book a read you won’t be disappointed.

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Author Bio –
Zoe Baxter is the author of the Star Jumpers series, a fast-paced urban fantasy adventure set in the Dark Sky Park of Northumbria. An avid scribbler, she lives in a world filled with vicious and venomous creatures breathing down her neck, and has even been known to take the odd zip wire flight in the name of research.
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Giveaway – Win Star Jumpers paperback, bookmark and postcard (UK Only)
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Wilt *Blog Tour*

This is a long post but stick around there’s a competition at the end of of it. Just say Yesmoreblogs sent you and you might in with a chanceof winning🤣🤣




Given to The Grimm Order as an infant, Fawn was raised in a world shaped by the rich and powerful. When she was sold at the age of nine to a Suitor, Fawn believed he would protect her from the “Mainworld”, where those who know nothing about the Order live. Living with the cruel man who bought her freedom, she finds just what the Order is about: money, control, and status for the Owner and humiliation and abuse for those they own.

Unwilling to accept the expectations of being Owned, Fawn goes from golden girl to maid, content to live in the shadows of the Order as long as she isn’t Owned again.
It’s been ten years since she disgraced her former Owner’s name, and now the brooding Frenchman Elliot Lyon wants her. Master Lyon is kind, smart, and unlike any man she’s met. She doesn’t want to admit it to herself, but Fawn is drawn to him despite constantly planning her next escape. 
Even the prettiest flowers have thorns, and Master Lyon is hiding secrets that will uproot everything she thinks she knows about him.

Bloom Teasers/Excerpts


I didn’t allow myself dreams. They were unrealistic and unfair. Cruel. There was enough cruelty in my life; I didn’t need to inflict it upon myself. It was difficult at first, telling my brain to shut off so completely that even when I wasn’t in control of it I could rely on the images within to be shrouded in black. They say everyone dreams and they just don’t remember. I don’t think my mind is capable of conjuring up images—nightmares or pleasant dreams. Not anymore. Reality was a nightmare. Dreams didn’t come true. Once you knew that things couldn’t get any better and that things were and will be the scariest you could ever experience, the imagination simply died. So instead of dreaming, I planned.


“Fawn,” he said suddenly, his voice soft but still making me jump in my seat. “Were they out of flower names?” he asked, a smile in his voice.
He let on that he knew about the inner-workings of the actual Compound more than my last Owner. Then again, my last one only cared about one thing. He didn’t play these mind games this guy seemed to like.
Master Lyon sighed, convinced I wouldn’t answer, but for some reason I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.
“I was one of the originals at the California Compound.” I hesitated almost too long before I brought my eyes back to his face. He was staring, waiting for me to say more. “We all had animal names,” I said, trying and failing to hide the disgust in my voice.
“Fawn,” he said. “With those eyes?”
I blinked, wondering what he meant.
“They’re so large and expressive,” he explained. “You’re more of a Doe to me.”
So this would be my new name? Not Dog or Whore, but Doe?
He smiled like I’d said something funny but I wasn’t joking. “Do you not like it?”
I didn’t know why he cared if I did or did not like something. It shouldn’t matter to him. I didn’t like any of this and it was obvious. He was asking to toy with me, get me to talk. I was done talking. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep the words from spilling out.


I felt that I should say something but the only thing that came out was, “I’m sorry I bit you, sir.” I willed myself to look up at him as he continued to rub the cream into my tender flesh, concentrating on the task in front of him.
“No, you aren’t,” he said matter-of-factly. “You’re sorry you were punished—that you had to be corrected.” A grin pulled at his lips. “I think you quite enjoyed biting me, drawing my blood.”


“When we go downstairs, it’s important you obey me.”
“I thought it was always important I obey you, sir,” I countered.
He sighed, ignoring my comment. “That’s enough talking for now.” There was an edge to his voice. “You will not speak until I say otherwise. Do you understand?”
I was about to answer but thought better of it and only nodded.
“And you must obey me—do as I say. Understood?”
I nodded again.
He stared directly into my eyes as he moved closer; I had to force myself to stand my ground and not inch away. “If you do not choose to obey,” he said in a calm, even tone, “the next punishment will prevent you from walking for a week.” He backed away so we were a small distance apart again. “Is that understood?”


Ice clinked in his glass as he took another gulp and then set it back down. “He wasn’t supposed to touch you,” he finally said.
I knew it was impossible, but it sounded almost as if he was apologizing. Angered by his audacity—that he thought I would buy one word he refused to say—I couldn’t bite my tongue. “Why does it matter?”
My tone was ice; I had to wrap my arms around myself again.
I heard him inhale, but he still didn’t face me. “Of course it matters.” The edge to his voice sounded as appalled as I had felt the moment he’d tied my hands behind my back and made me even more helpless than I already was.
Anger flared in me even brighter. “Why should it?” I asked. “I’m only here for what men like that want to do with me. He’s just more honest about his intentions than some.” I wanted to sew my mouth shut. No one ever spoke to their Owner in such a way. I knew better, yet I couldn’t stop the truth from spewing out of my mouth. I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the impact of his open palm across my cheek, still damp from the condensation on his glass, but it didn’t come.
He casually took another drink of amber liquid, leaving just enough remaining in case he decided he wanted more. “Dry off.”






When she was sold to Master Elliot Lyon of House Chimera, Fawn could have never imagined he was the same person as Elliot, the man beneath a well placed mask. A victim. Just like her. She would have never thought he was grooming her for the Wolf she’d already escaped once. That he planned to deliver her to the beast’s jaws in exchange for his wife. Master Jäger will stop at nothing to have her—even if that means using others as collateral. With more than just their lives on the line, Fawn must become someone else, and Master Lyon distances himself further from Elliot as her transfer looms.

The roots of the Order run deep within them, but Fawn is beginning to realize another bond has formed between her and her Owner, a man she vowed to destroy along with the rest of their tangled branches.
In a world where trust is just a tool and love isn’t meant for people like them, Fawn is determined to beat the powerful at their own elaborate games of make-believe. Even the man who Owns her.

Wilt Teasers/Excerpts


He sat on the bed, cautious of moving too much. He wouldn’t look at me, instead focused on the floor. “I never wanted this.” I almost didn’t hear him, but his strained whisper was even more real in the stillness of the room.
I closed my eyes and gave him a sad, if not sardonic smile. “Me either.”
Though I only peeked the tiniest amount, I could see the smirk I’d come to know.
Silence enveloped us, and this time it seemed impossible to lift. When I couldn’t stand it any longer, I said, “Are you staying?”
Fleetingly, I realized I hadn’t addressed him properly and even though I knew he didn’t expect it right now, some small part of me was still afraid that I was mistaken. He did that to me. Made me second guess every move and motive. Before him, I wouldn’t have questioned my instincts, but he’d managed to change them. When I should have run, I remained still. When I was supposed to hate things, I loved them. No one before him had accomplished this. Elliot—Master Lyon—hadn’t trained me. He hadn’t reprogrammed my mind. He hadn’t even necessarily forced me into anything. Yet he’d conquered me, and no matter how much I wanted to argue with myself, the idea didn’t bother me quite as much as it should have.


“You’re…” I found my fingers trailing his blacked out arm and discovered the tattoos’ purpose: There were tiny raised marks there as well and the ink made it so I could only see them if the light hit his skin at just the right angle. “You’re not a bad person.” I choked on the words, not completely sure whether I meant them, only that I had to believe them.
He was silent again, setting the washcloth aside and turning off the jets. Without ceremony, he stood, wrapping a towel around his waist before I could glimpse more than the faint outline of his upper thighs. Then he held out a hand to me and helped me into a towel as well. “Let’s get you to bed.”


At the Compound, they made us watch every romantic notion of love in cartoons and movies. It was instilled in us that once our princes saved us from the Mainworld, our lives would become the Disney version. Everything would be brighter with songs and pretty dresses. These were what equated to love in the Order. What Ownership meant. If this was the definition, Master Lyon most certainly did not love me.
But I had no interest in any of the Compound’s ideals; love could mean something different now, and being with Master Lyon had given me only a small glimpse of it. I wasn’t sure if I should be thankful it was such a short time or grieve its loss.


Master Lyon removed the moisture from my cheek with a knuckle. “How will you ever survive if you forget the rules when there are more players brought in?”
His words were gentle, sad. They made me want to hide.
“Please,” I whispered. “I promise to behave if you just tell me, sir.”
He stroked my hair with his free hand. “I know you’re afraid,” he said. “But as long as you obey me, you’ll be safe. That is all you need to do.”
I shook my head, unwilling to accept his non-answer.  “Sir, please,” I barely said. “I-I—”
“Shh,” he soothed, fingers playing with the diamonds of my dress and then circling the scars he could reach. He leaned in close so he could speak directly into my ear. “You’ve come so far,” he said, outlining the higher, larger scars as if to emphasize his point. “If you want them to suffer, tonight is the first step towards that goal.” He tucked hair behind my ear and cupped my cheek. “Even if you cannot see it now, know that we want the same thing.”
It was hard not to laugh at the absurdity; what we wanted couldn’t be more different. I wanted to be free and he wanted me to be caged.
“And what is that, sir?”
“To destroy them,” he almost growled, but the anger wasn’t directed at me.
This time when he moved away and we stared at each other, his eyes burned with sincerity while the rest of his face remained a hard mask. I wanted to deny his convictions, believe he was lying, but it was impossible. This wasn’t an act an Owner was putting on to convince a girl that her sacrifice for him wasn’t selfish. This was Elliot, trying his best to keep everyone he loved safe—whether we were worthy or capable of love or not. I only hoped, whatever his definition of the word, he loved me enough to keep his promises.


Master Lyon looked more than comfortable with her in his arms, fingers digging into her thighs through her dress. When I looked at his face, he still held the same grin. I wanted to wrap my hands around his neck. “Did you like watching, Doe?”
Next to him, his cigarette sat in a crystal ashtray on the arm of the seat, smoking down to nothing but a trail of dust. He hadn’t touched it once since that woman had returned to him. “No, sir,” I whispered, afraid if I used any more force I would scream.
Master Lyon cocked his head to the side and Mia gave me a mock-frown. “No?” he asked.
I stared back at him. “No, sir. I’m sure.” I could have left off the last part, but the small amount of control it made me believe I had was worth it.
His grin only widened as he leaned into Mia’s shoulder so her could coo in her ear, “I’ve trained her to be very loyal to her Owner.” He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and she closed her eyes and smiled as his fingers lingered on her chin. “But I’m afraid it makes her quite possessive of me.”
Mia stared down at me. It wasn’t until now that I could see the glint of evil all Members had in their eyes. The higher up they were on the food chain, the less human they were. Sooner or later, they all turned into sharks with dead black eyes. Her legs dangled off his thigh as she kissed his cheek. “I don’t blame her.” She didn’t look away from me even as her lips remained on my Owner’s skin. “I can see why she would be protective of you.” She ran her fingers through his hair.
“I’ve told her many times that she’s to be transferred,” he said, “but I think you and I can teach her that I am not the one who belongs to her.”

Other Stuff!

Author Bio: 

Nikki Rae is an independent author who lives in New Jersey. She explores human nature through fiction, concentrating on making the imaginary as real as possible. Her genres of choice are mainly dark, scary, romantic tales, but she’ll try anything once. When she is not writing, reading, or thinking, you can find her spending time with animals, drawing in a quiet corner, or studying people. Closely.

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We other by Sue Bentley.

I was given this e-book free for my honest review. Honestly I would’ve paid for it as it’s a great book.


Product description

Jess Morgan’s life has always been chaotic. When a startling new reality cannot be denied, it’s clear that everything she believed about herself is a lie. She is linked to a world where humans-‘hot-bloods’-are disposable entertainment. Life on a rundown estate-her single mum’s alcoholism and violent boyfriend-become the least of Jess’s worries.


Sue Bentley’s dark, sensual, magical story will catch you in the gut, move your heart and set your imagination on fire. It’ s unmissable. Thea Bennett, Radio Times. ‘This is a book to really immerse yourself in. By the end you won’t be able to help feeling that you know Jess, and that you have spent time in the world of Faery yourself.’ Helen Walters – Writing Magazine Columnist; ‘I haven’t been able to put We Other down. Good job I’m an insomniac. Thanks for such a fabulous read.I haven’t enjoyed a book this much for a long time.’ Ruth Webster;’I love the description in this book, also how the characters are coming together. I’m so excited to see what happens next.’ Bookseller Waterstones’


Now I’m a big fantasy books fan and starting to read alot more YA books. Which I never thought I’d get into reading them.

I never heard of the author before this book but I will now be keeping an eye out for her future releases. The cover of the book looks amazing aswell I really like it.

Now onto the review 😁 the first couple of chapters I had to push myself to read them. They weren’t bad, but constantly going backwards and forwards (my memory is terrible sometimes) but once I got into it I couldn’t stop reading it. I had to have my kindle forcefully removed from my hand 😂 the world building has been beautifully written and will get your imagination running wild.

The characters were the same and have been written really well. Jess is the main character and has been brought up by an alcoholic mother who had abusive relationships throughout her life. Jess starts to realise she’s different from everyone in the human world, and sets of a series of events that will change her life forever. She discovers she was swapped with a human child when born at the hospital. She now needs to discover who and what she actually is. I can’t write much more without giving spoilers (which I don’t want todo with this review)

Give this book a read if you like reading fantasy/YA you won’t be disappointed.  I would give this book a 4.5/5 😀

My first tattoo experience.

At the tender age of 16 (I know to young) I went to get my first tattoo. I went with my Dad and uncle. I had been banging onto my parents about getting one. I was obsessed seeing everyone else with one.

Looking back I would’ve given myself a slap and told myself to wait. As I don’t own a time machine, I got a tribal tattoo. Which at the time fitted my arm really well. It was abit naff looking back at it and it was also tattooed upside down. There was hardly any thought process in picking my tattoo.

I had been to the shop a few times and did fall in love with this tribal tattoo. I made my mind up that I wanted that tattoo.

On the day of getting my tattoo. I went with my Dad and uncle. I took all the necessary precautions. I was well hydrated and had a good meal before going. I’m not going to save it didn’t hurt or I wasn’t nervous. I was shitting myself. I was really nervous and it didn’t help that I was getting wound up by my uncle 😂

So I’m sitting in the chair, I think the tattooist must have knew I was nervous as he talked throughout letting me know what was happening. Anyway he shaved my arm (there wasn’t much hair tbh  🤣) he put the stencil on and the gripped my arm to stretch the skin. I literally thought he was going to snap my arm in 2 as his grip was quite strong. Then the dreaded question. Are you ready? As I sat there nervously shaking my head with a bead of sweat dripping now my face that made me look like I was crying (I wasn’t 😂) he began.

Now the only way I can describe is that it feels like hot pins getting dragged around your skin. It’s not the nicest of feelings. I don’t getting the outline work done as to me it hurts more. The colouring in doesn’t hurt as much as it’s constantly moving. The best bit for me though is when they wash it down. That moment feels amazing for me 😁

I think it took about an hour and a half to completely finish. Which I thought was good for my first ever tattoo 🤣

So I paid him then left for home. With my pride sky high and my arm sore as f. We went home. (During getting tattooed my uncle fell asleep where as my Dad was constantly asking if I was ok)

I got home and everyone seemed to like it. I wish I could find a picture of it. It was terrible now looking back at it. I do have many other tattoos and depending on how well this post doe’s I might make another post with some more of my tattoos.

Rise of the Reaper by Lorna Reid

Can you change fate? What would you risk in order to save the ones you love? Lovers of dark adventure, magic, and following your heart should not let this book slip away.

Can prophecy be overcome, or does striving to avoid fate merely drive you into its arms? Since the day Danny Stone’s mother vanished, dreams of dark and strange places have plagued him nightly. Though years have passed, the burning pain of her disappearance still consumes him – as does his need for answers. Then one lazy summer day, Danny and his friends Katrina, Poppy, and Russell discover their parents’ long-hidden secret – and their lives change forever.

They enter a fragmented, broken world of magic, blades, and blood in a quest for answers, but the mystery of what happened to Danny’s mother only becomes more terrifying – and yet there is hope. But there are other, bigger threats at hand, too, as evil begins to stir and the Oracle’s prophesies herald a coming darkness.

It seems that Danny’s dreams were only the beginning…

Rise of the Reaper is the first book in an exciting new YA fantasy series by British author Lorna Reid. A perilous quest, filled with magic, blades, and blood. This adventure will make your pulse quicken, even as the shadows begin to stir.

I recieved this ebook from Netgalley for an honest and unbiased review.


This books jumps straight into the action from the get go. Our character’s get thrown in to a magical new world that they haven’t been there before. There is a vast range of character’s. It can be quite confusing at first but once you get your head around them, you will be reading through this book like a bat out of hell.

Lorna’s world and character building has to be some of the best I’ve read for along time. It’s so descriptive that it will have your imagination going over time. It’s not like your typical generic fantasy world. I’m never going to look at another fantasy book again. This sets a high standard.

This book does have abit of swearing in it (so if you don’t like swearing then probably just skip those bits 😂)

If you want start a new YA series then this is the best place to start. I’d highly recommend it. I would give this book a 4.5/5 also one last thing is the cover. How amazing does it actually. It’s beautiful.