Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Book Spotlight for The Gentleman Mentor by Kendall Ryan


As a reader who loves sensual reads I was immediately drawn to the recently-released The Gentleman Mentor by Kendall Ryan.  Keep reading to get a tantalizing taste of this steamy read, and its tale of the unexpected connection between two very different people, and then add it to your bookshelf.....

He calls himself the Gentleman Mentor. 
Just reading his ad makes me feel more alive than I have in years. 
He promises to teach me the art of seduction … and show me the most sinfully erotic pleasures. He’s going to help me become the kind of confident, sexy woman men can’t ignore. 
Six lessons … with the most gorgeous man … who happens to be a Dom. 
The only problem … now that I’ve experienced his brand of delectable domination will anyone else ever compare? 
She’s a client. That’s all. 
Or it should be. 
But with every lesson, she’s becoming more. 
The secrets I’m hiding behind the image of the Gentleman Mentor make telling her the truth—and having anything real—impossible. 
I’m training her for another man, and that fact guts me every time I think of it. 
I know she’s not mine … but part of me won’t accept that. 
Am I willing to risk it all to keep her? 

EXCERPT:

Once I’m completely nude, I kneel in the center of the room with my gaze trained on the floor and wait. My heartbeat is crashing against my ribs, and I’m filled with a strange sense of longing and anticipation. Sex is never like this. It’s always been in a bed, under the covers, without any dirty talk or forceful commands. Simple and straightforward. I know sex with my Dom is going to be anything but ordinary. And that’s way more exciting than it should be.
As I kneel in my darkened bedroom, naked and wet between my legs, the noise in my brain begins to quiet. I’m singularly focused on him. My gaze never strays from its focus on the floor near the door, on the swath of light that comes from the hall. My heartbeat grows heavy with anticipation.
I continue waiting in my spot and several minutes later, I hear him. Footsteps coming closer.
When he enters the room, he’s carrying some type of small black leather bag. My heart riots in my chest.
He calmly crosses the room, all but ignoring me, and sets the bag on my bed. I don’t know if I should watch, but I can’t help my eyes from following him. He removes his suit jacket and neatly folds it, placing it on the table beside my bed. He unzips the bag and removes a black strip of fabric, and then turns to face me.
“Those greedy little eyes want to see everything, to form an opinion on it all, yes?”
I don’t answer. My breathing grows shallow as I continue watching him.
“The only thing I want you focused on is sensation, feeling. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“I want to show you what you’re capable of. Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” I say again. I’m not sure why, but I do. And trust me, I’m aware it’s absolutely insane.
He stands behind me and fastens the silk fabric over my eyes, tying it behind my head. It blocks my vision entirely. My heart rate increases as the realization that I’m in total darkness sinks in.
I listen closely and hear him walk toward the bed. Then I hear a match spark to life, and my entire body stiffens. His footsteps cross the room, and I’m about to ask what’s going on when the faint scent of sandalwood and black currant greets me. He’s lit a candle, I’m pretty sure. Maybe this is all part of a ritual for him. Nothing is rushed, everything is calculated and planned out, and I like that he’s taken so much time and care into planning my lessons.

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AUTHOR INFO:

Kendall Ryan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance novels, including Hard to Love, Unravel Me, Resisting Her and When I Break.
She's a sassy, yet polite Midwestern girl with a deep love of books, and a slight addiction to lipgloss. She lives in Minneapolis with her adorable husband and two baby sons, and enjoys hiking, being active, and reading.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Book Tour A SEAL's Secret and A SEAL's Pleasure by Tawny Weber (GIVEAWAY)


As a fan of Tawny Weber's writing style and her sexy SEALs I'm thrilled to give you a glimpse of her two most recent releases.  Keep reading to get a scrumptious sample of A SEALs Secret and A SEALs Pleasure and learn even more about these 6th and 7th books in the Uniformly Hot series by visiting the other sites hosting this tour.  Make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win a sexy SEAL swag bag and tote with 3 autographed print sexy SEALs backlist titles too!

A SEAL’s Secret: Uniformly Hot # 6 
Subject: Lt. Commander Mitch "Irish" Donovan
His Mission: Babysit a fitness queen with a hands-on approach!
Navy SEAL Mitch Donovan always plays to win. The push-up contest at the Halloween party should have been a piece of cake. Except that the cake in question is a hot woman dressed as a delicious dessert. Now the only exercise on Mitch's mind is restraint…
Livi Kane may be The Body Babe, but she has zero confidence. This hunky SEAL, however, makes her forget everything—except for a workout involving his hot, naked bod and a whole lot of sexy, sweaty delight. But Mitch has his secrets—and Livi certainly has hers. All it will take is one unexpected encounter to turn this steamy attraction into an even bigger secret that will start showing any day now…

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A SEAL’s Pleasure: Uniformly Hot # 7 
Subject: Navy SEAL Gabriel Thorne
Mission: Initiate Operation: Romance…and prove that one night isn't enough!
Explosives expert and Navy SEAL Gabriel "Romeo" Thorne makes his living tempting fate. Pushing the limits. So far, he's never lost—especially when it comes to women. That is, until his best friend's wedding, where Gabriel is suddenly face-to-face—and deliciously body-to-body—with the one woman hot enough to detonate his self-control.
Tessa Monroe is used to being in control with men. Gabriel, on the other hand, is pretty much her sex kryptonite. Hard, gorgeous, dark-eyed kryptonite. Even as her defenses whisper "danger," lust demands she take her pleasure with him and then run. Now they're skirting the edge of an explosive attraction…where one wrong move could mean disaster.

EXCERPT:

“There’s nothing prettier than a woman who’s mastered the art of body English.”
Dammit all to hell.
Tessa’s heart jumped.  She couldn’t stop its silly reaction, but she made sure it didn’t show.  She didn’t straighten.  She didn’t let her expression change.  She simply lifted her gaze from the soothing expanse of green felt to the disturbing view on the other side of the pool table.
Dear lord, Gabriel Thorne took tall, dark and handsome to unbelievable lengths.  From the broad expanse of well-muscled shoulders to the tips of his size fourteen boots polished to a high gloss, he exuded strength.  The sharp angles if his face with its knife-edged cheekbones and golden skin contrasted against hair so black it gleamed blue and eyes just as dark.
Why did he have to be so freaking perfect?
Good-looking guys were a dime a dozen.  Tessa was so jaded that sex appeal barely registered anymore.  Power?  It still inspired a little ping of sexual awareness in her belly but it was easy enough to ignore if she wanted.
But all three in a single man?
Almost irresistible.
Almost.
Gabriel Thorne, or Romeo as he was more suitably called, had one irredeemable strike against him.
He was actually Chief Petty Officer Gabriel Thorne.
U.S. Navy SEAL.
Her stomach churned.
And the only thing higher on Tessa’s off-limits list than a military man was a man so dedicated to the military that he devoted his life to becoming the best in order to serve in it.
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AUTHOR INFO:

New York Times and USA TODAY Bestselling author of thirty books and counting, Tawny Weber has been writing sassy, sexy romances since her first one hit the shelves in 2007.  A fan of Johnny Depp, cupcakes and color coordination, she spends a lot of her time shopping for cute shoes, scrapbooking and hanging out on Facebook.
Readers can check out Tawny’s books at her website or join her Red Hot Readers Club for goodies like free reads, complete first chapter excerpts, recipes, insider story info and much more.


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Monday, May 4, 2015

Book Blitz for I Was a Famous Rock Star by Alexandra Ainsworth (GIVEAWAY)


As a reader obsessed with rock star romances I'm excited to introduce you to I Was a Famous Rock Star by Alexandra Ainsworth.  Keep reading to get a tantalizing taste of this just-released m/m-themed book with the delightfully unique premise.  In celebration of this new release I have two giveaways for you... The first giveaway is for an e-copy of this book which you'll have the chance to win by telling me why you enjoy reading rock star romances.  The other giveaway is for a $30 Amazon GC which you'll have the chance to win once you fill out the form below.  So let the fun begin!

What if the whole world knows who you are, but you wake up to find you have forgotten everything since high school?
When Caleb wakes up in a glamorous LA clinic, he is a changed man. His once-scrawny body is toned, his now-white teeth gleam, and everyone looks at him in adoration. Caleb shouldn’t even be in the US–he’s English, and has never traveled farther than London.
Somehow Caleb transformed from an eighteen-year old, sexually questioning, reclusive high school student who spent his free time composing and practicing music in his parents’ shabby council flat to become a world famous rock star with adoring fans and his own mansion overlooking the Pacific.
Caleb bravely tries to fit into his new life as he recovers from his amnesia. But who is the handsome assistant publicity manager who visits him in the hospital? Why does everyone think Caleb is straight? What has Caleb forgotten? And will he ever remember?

EXCERPT:

Pop music fills the room. I wouldn't have expected the doctor to like this sort of music, certainly not enough to play it to a patient. The sound is typical boy band: harmonious, uplifting, contemporary—and completely distant from my tastes.
The band starts to dance. They swing their hips, and their legs move in perfect rhythm. The men have tousled hair and wear black jeans and casual t-shirts, as if to emphasize their masculinity despite the fact they are dancing.
The camera pans to a filled stadium, zooming in on pre-teen girls, university-aged women, and their mothers. The faces in the audience are expressive, passionate; whatever my opinion on the music is, this band is adored.
"Recognize anything?" The doctor's eyes gleam, and his fingers tap against the expansive desk in rhythm to the music. For the first time, he seems animated and content.
I scrunch my fists, tired of questions. Perhaps this band is famous, perhaps their music is played in every mall, but that doesn't mean I know who they are.
And I don't care.
"You think some mediocre music will trigger my memory of the last five years?" I bite my lip, and heat flames over my cheeks. I know better than to criticize someone's taste in music. "I'm sorry—I'm tired."
The doctor’s voice is serious. "This is your band, Caleb."
"Nonsense." I fold my arms against my chest. This music is nothing like the music I used to write and practice.
"You're famous. A household name." He grins. "You're the thoughtful, British one. Ezra Williams is the primary songwriter and vocalist, but you write some songs too. Maybe I should have put on one of your songs.
"I . . . But how?" I sputter and turn my head away.
I'm just from the Midlands. I've never been farther away than London, and that was only once. I've never even been to Wales, and regular trains go there. And now I'm living in California? Among Hollywood royalty?
I've never even performed in front of my school. How am I supposed to believe I'm performing in front of a whole stadium? That I do this regularly? To music I don't even like? And people don't mind? Pay to see it? Even—enjoy it?
"I don't dance." I've never danced. This can't be me.
"Look, here you are." The doctor points at one of the figures.
His skin is tanned, his body muscular, and his hair artfully tousled in a way I've never attempted. He's in the back, but yes, he’s definitely dancing.
It can’t be me.
Yet it's my voice. It certainly sounds like my voice, but that can't be me, sashaying up there with four other guys.
I can't be in a boy band.
I open my mouth to protest, but I've protested all day. The doctor freezes the frame, and I peer at the computer, leaning over the desk. The person looks somewhat like me. If I had blond highlights and was more handsome. Much more handsome. This man is well-groomed and doesn't need glasses. Though for that matter, no glasses are on my nose now. I lift my hand to where they should be.
"Laser surgery," Dr. Selatcher says as my hand brushes against the bridge of my nose.

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AUTHOR INFO:

Alexandra Ainsworth loves cloche hats, Earl Grey tea, and romance novels, preferably reading them when listening to Take That on repeat. When Alexandra was younger she used to create musicals about Broadway entertainers and perform them in her parents’ backyard with her friends and tortured accommodating little sister.
She’s switched from creating stories about the bright lights of Broadway to the even brighter lights of LA.
I Was a Famous Rock Star is the first book in the Men of Midnight Dreams series, about a group of wildly talented young rock stars at a music label who must come to terms with their identity under the glare of the Los Angeles paparazzi and international media. My Stepbrother the Rock Star and Rock Star in Disguise are also available.
Occasionally Alexandra ponders if the naked men in her books might be an inadvertent consequence of attending a women's college for four years.
Whether writing about rock stars or dukes, Alexandra believes in creating love stories for others. Because love is the most amazing thing in the world, and absolutely everyone deserves it.


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Book Spotlight for Willfully Compelled by Senayda Pierre (GIVEAWAY)


Fans of the fantasy genre will be drawn to this compelling book by a new-to-me author.  Keep reading to get a taste of the myths and legends of this first installment in the Unintentional Sacrifices series, Willfully Compelled by Senayda Pierre, and then add it to your bookshelf.  Fill out the form below for the chance to win a $25 Amazon GC and free copies of The Irresistible Series Bundle too!

A centuries-old legend foretells of twins who will one day save the earth. Lysandra and Leondra have been raised by their parents with the notion that they could possibly be those destined twins.
A once kaleidoscope-colored land is now brown. Water sources have become nonexistent leaving behind only lethal bodies of water. Animals and people disappear beneath the tempting waters never to resurface.
As the world falls apart the twins become separated. Alone and injured, Lysandra ventures forward trying to locate and reunite with her family. Instead she slips beneath the river's surface discovering a new world where no human has ever survived before.
A prophecy. A dying world. Twins, Leondra and Lysandra are compelled to make the ultimate sacrifice for an entirely new world.

EXCERPT:

“On the contrary” the warm voice mused. Lysandra shivered as his words caressed her skin. His voice felt as good to her as when her tears flowed freely. Her blood warmed and her body tingled as she felt his approach. She couldn’t see him but she welcomed his conversation. Every word out of his mouth was like melted chocolate.
She moaned as his chuckle stroked her spine. Her eyes darted around as others gasped at her reaction. She looked down; her face flushed with embarrassment and irritation. She couldn’t seem to control anything beneath the surface; not her body, not her emotions, nothing.
She visibly stiffened as a dark figured stopped before her. “Look at me” the velvety voice commanded. The one they called “Your Majesty” growled making Lysandra curious. She let her eyes slowly graze over the dark figure. His fins and fused legs were the color of onyx and his chiseled chest looked sleek enough to touch. She swallowed balling her hands into fists. It made no sense how much she wanted to touch him. The pull felt similar to the feeling she’d experienced above land as she headed to the river.
She openly devoured him. He looked similar to the one they called “Sire” but yet different. He was dark while the other was light. She focused on his so-called skin; neither human nor as pliable as the girl who’d bathed and dressed her. It looked shiny and hard, shell-like. His muscular arms flexed under her perusal and his more prominent web-like hands opened and closed. Lysandra gritted her teeth at his wicked talons. They looked as if they could cause more damage than what she’d already experienced. He clasped his hands together in front as her eyes traced his sculpted shoulders and neck.
She gasped as she looked at his hair and face. He was hauntingly beautiful. His long hair captured her attention as it flowed with the current. The dark colors shimmered in the water. She looked with obvious admiration at the streaks of ebony, sapphire, and charcoal. He reminded Lysandra of her favorite land animal, a black panther. He was dark, sleek, yet formidable. She fought to control her shallow breaths and flushed skin. She’d never reacted to a man like this. Not even in her most intimate moments with Aison had she ever felt this hot and desperate to touch him. She swallowed as she flexed her hands open and close to regain a bit of composure. His silver irises gleamed with amusement as her eyes feasted on every inch of his body.
“She is affected by his presence” a powerful voice snapped everyone out of their spell.


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AUTHOR INFO:

Senayda Pierre is a native Floridian who’s always had a passion for music, sports, reading and writing. She currently lives in Orlando, Florida with her husband and three beautiful daughters.
Senayda is an identical twin. That’s right, sometimes people give her a second glance wondering if she’s the person they know! She’s never seen snow… Swears she’ll live in Hawaii someday… And she intends to travel the world.
Senayda’s had a long love affair with reading and writing. She loved to write short stories and poetry throughout her childhood. Now Senayda’s moved onto novels.

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Sunday, May 3, 2015

Book Spotlight for Unsurprisingly Complicated by Claudia Burgoa (Review)


Readers who enjoy stories that put their emotions through the wringer will be drawn to the continuing story of a family who appear to have everything but whose lives are far from perfect.  Keep reading to get a tantalizing taste of Unsurprisingly Complicated by Claudia Burgoa, along with my impressions of it, and then add it to your bookshelf...

AJ
The lies between my parents and I came to light and now I’m working on a new life for myself. Along the way, I have my trusty superhero, Mason, to lean on when I have a hard time standing or when my crazy ex-boyfriend continues to feel he has a claim on me.
Porter has trouble understanding that there hasn’t been an ‘us’ for more than three years plus all the issues he had brought upon himself. My father was right, drugs do kill. My other concern is the growing feelings I am having regarding Mason. There’s something between us I want to explore but I keep getting mixed signals. Here, I thought that after telling my parents about my lies and having their full support, things wouldn’t be as complicated as they are.
Mason
My parents divorced before I even made my entrance into this world. My father has been obsessed with that love for years while my mother searches for love in all the wrong places. I don’t want a place to call home or a girl I can claim as mine. Except… Ainsley Janine –better known as ‘Nine’—has some special power that makes me question my preferences. The more I try to stay away from her, the more she pulls me closer.
Exploring the possibilities of having something steady in my life isn’t a problem; it’s the long term that worries me. In addition to that, the scumbag she dated years ago keeps popping up everywhere we go. If I could use my license to kill, maybe I can stop worrying about one thing and concentrate on what to do with the green eyed girl who keeps me awake most nights. 

EXCERPT:

“Are you sure this is okay with you?
“Yes, Mason Bradley.” This is the tenth time he has asked me the question.
“Did you use sex to distract me?”
I clamp my lips together and refuse to answer the question. I wasn’t going to, but he gave me the perfect idea when I was desperate to make a point that his mother had to stay with me.
Of course, now I’m chewing my lip because Mrs. Reality knocks me down with full force. My boyfriend’s mother is staying with me. Not just any woman—his mother. She’s going to judge me, hate me, and, what else do mothers do?
“Does she know about me?”
“No.” He takes his eyes off the road for a second.
My hands slam against my face.
“Of course she knows about you. She’s known about you since you were little, Nine.”
“I don’t mean that way.” I toss my head against the seat and roll my eyes.
“Girlfriend. I mean, I am your girl right?”
“Oh, that detail. You are?”
I groan like a wounded bear.
“It’s a joke. Damn, you get feisty when you’re nervous. Take it easy. Yes, she knows and she’s aware that you and I are dating. You hold the girlfriend title, the girl who tamed me, my other half, the one who holds the key to my cell and that’s why I stick around.”
I suck on my lip as I gift him with my deep, hard glare of ‘die’. “You’re not funny.”
“Oh, I am.” He laughs as I burn with panic, fear, and unamused anger.
My entire body is shaking at the prospect of having the woman in my house for however long she’s staying here.
“How long is she staying?” I’m trying to figure out my schedule for the next few days.
“She didn’t say.” A response that won’t help me with the jitters eating the insides of my stomach or with planning.
Ugh, I put myself into this situation. Great.
“Stop,” he orders. “I’m the only one allowed to nibble those lips. They’re mine.”
He takes my hand and kisses the inside of my wrist. Then his finger caresses my skin soothing the knotted nerves.
“She’s going to like you.”
Not love me? My world is in danger of crumbling as I learn that winning over his mom may be a bigger challenge that I originally thought.
“Oh, God!” I finally let the excruciating panic out.
“What is she going to think about me?” The question comes out of my subconscious. “That we’re going too fast. I mean, you’re practically living in my house, which I love. Each day a new pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and some other item finds a spot in my closet. Scott, your sports car, lives next to Eleanor. Tucker stays at my parents’.”
“Huh, you just noticed?” He kisses my hand again. “To clarify, I’m not living with you. There are a few items I have around to make things simpler when I stay overnight. That brings me to another issue. Stop naming my stuff. It’s a car, not Scott; a truck, not Tucker.” He pats the dashboard.
“Ready?” he taps my nose with his free hand. “Stamp on that pretty smile of yours. That, ‘I’m about to die’ look isn’t flattering. Here they are.”
Mason parks the car in front of a couple. Mr. and Mrs. Daugherty wait for us outside the terminal with their luggage. Mason’s stepfather is only a few inches taller than his wife, bald but with handsome features.
“Wait here,” Mason orders.
Mason’s mom is an inch or two taller than me, maybe five-seven. Porcelain skin with dark almond-shaped eyes and fine, soft features. Dark hair and a smooth complexion, just like I remember her from childhood.
Due to airport restrictions, within seconds Mason shoves their luggage in the trunk and helps his mom into the car as his stepfather did not offer.
“Mother, meet Ainsley Colthurst-Decker, better known as Nine or the girl I casually date.” He used the dorky jokester voice. I narrowed my eyes at him. “My lovely girlfriend. I’m not sure if you remember her. Nine, Mom.”

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MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:

As a reader who loves stories full of angst where characters have to work for their HEA I was looking forward to the continuing love story of AJ and Mason begun in the previous installment.  This story didn't disappoint as both friends had to work hard to overcome their pasts to become something more.  The emotional baggage in this tale was indeed heavy, and instead of being beaten by it, it made them stronger to culminate in a very satisfying story.

In the previous installment my feelings regarding AJ were conflicted as she wavered from spoiled to childish at times.  She was left bitter by all the things that happened to her, from a dangerous ex-boyfriend to a devastating loss, and it brought out a less than pleasant side.  In this book though she's grown older and wiser.  She's a woman of strength, no longer lost or willing to settle for a relationship that doesn't make her feel whole.  While her ex isn't completely out of the picture she refuses to give him anymore power over her.  To that end it's her lifelong friend Mason who meets the criteria of what she's looking for as he's always there when she needs him.  It won't be easy to transition from friends to committed lovers though as his past has left its mark on him too.  Nothing worthwhile comes without a struggle and AJ is now more than capable of going after what she wants which will take readers on a complicated yet engaging journey to HEA.

Mason is a strong and sexy man who's loved AJ since they were young but always held himself back.  Now just might be the time to finally claim the woman who keeps him on his toes with her witty and flirty banter if he could only put his past in the past.  Not having the best role models, or childhood, has left an indelible mark that keeps him from committing to someone.  His views regarding love are skewed and it has him making some hurtful decisions in his burgeoning relationship with AJ that left me frustrated yet aching for him.  He's a smart and capable man in every other way but when it comes to love he's still learning.  No mater what though he's always there when AJ needs him most and it's that fact that had me rooting for their HEA, knowing it was possible.

This book started out a bit muddled as the dual POVs tried to find a balance but it didn't take too long to get into a reading groove as I reacquainted myself with the complicated family dynamics.  This story definitely needs to be read after Unlike Any Other though as the groundwork is laid in that story for everything that happens here.  All the past hurts make the characters who they are now and drove them to change.  With its larger than life characters and intense gamut of emotions this is a book that's hard to put down.  The sensual connection between Mason and AJ adds to the intensity and to the entertainment with their playful moments adding to the fun.  Though I was exhausted after reading this book I'm greatly anticipating the next installment in hopes of getting to know more about MJ or JC.

My rating for this is an A-

*I got this book from the author for review in exchange for my honest opinion.


HERE'S THE PREVIOUS BOOK IN THE UNEXPECTED SERIES.....

UNLIKE ANY OTHER (Unexpected #1)
AJ
The name AJ Colthurst may not have any meaning to the public eye, but it should, as I’m the daughter of two famous celebrities. Like any superstar, they crave privacy; so much of it, they built a house in the middle of nowhere for us children. As we grew older, we discovered the lies they built as a fort to protect us from the media, ended up causing emotional damage along the way.
I carry a portion of the guilt on my shoulders; the other part I discovered is the separation of my parents. Their unorthodox ways may have driven me bonkers, but knowing they are no longer together is unacceptable.
That’s why I decided to rattle their cage by reminding at least one of my parents of the past and the reason they belong together. They need to remember why their love is so perfect and why they have to fight to keep it alive. Even if it means I have to dredge up some of my own painful memories along the way.
Gabe
Back in the early eighties, I set myself to succeed in the financial world. The first step had been moving to New York City to become a stockbroker, but things didn’t work out the way I had hoped. Instead, I ended up making movies and by the end of the decade, Gabe Colt had become a famous name. The downside to my career of choice: the paparazzi. In order to protect my family and our privacy, I maintained my family away from the circus. It had been for their own good; a decision we had made before we started our family.
However, those past decisions ended up chasing my entire family away and now I’m trying to put the pieces back together along with my little girl.

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Born on the mystical day of October 30 in the not so mystical lands of Mexico City, Claudia grew up with a childhood that resembled a caffeine-injected soap opera. Seventeen years ago she ventured to the lands of her techie husband—a.k.a. the U.S.—with their offspring to start a new adventure.
She now lives in Colorado working as a CFO for a small IT company, managing her household filled with three confused dogs, said nerd husband, two daughters wrought with fandoms and a son who thinks he’s the boss of the house. To survive she works continually to find purpose for the voices flitting through her head, plus she consumes high quantities of chocolate to keep the last threads of sanity intact.