Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Blog Tour - The Devil's Wingman by J.M. Davis


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Kara has had such a rough time after the loss of her father. She decides to come home and finish her last year of college. She meets two guys that couldn't be more different. There is so much more to Dominic and Cayden that what they appear to be which definitely complicates her relationship with them. She is so drawn to Dominic, but he has a dark side. I loved that Kara was just so normal throughout the story. It made it easy to connect with her. Her story is filled with passion and suspense and inspires the spectrum of emotions along the way. 

I give The Devil's Wingman 4 hearts!



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After the death of her father and her own serious issues, Kara Maven decides to move back to her hometown to complete her senior year at Belman University. She settles into life on campus when her world is shaken by a handsome bad boy with a knack for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Dominic Benenati is a half-demon Damamah, or whisperer, whose role on earth is to ensure Hell’s population thrives by pushing humans to act upon their sinful thoughts. To complicate matters, enter Cayden Adams who is an angel determined to save Kara from Dominic’s influence. But does Kara really want to be saved?


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  Acting on a whim, I brought my hands up and pressed my palms against his cheeks. They burned like a fever. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get used to that. His black eyes latched onto mine. I waited as he struggled with something internally, pain and confliction clearly written across his face. Eventually, his expression shifted, the hard planes of his features softened into a sweet smile. As our faces drew closer, my breathing became ragged …with anticipation. When he wet his lips, it was nearly my undoing. My chest heaved with expectation, trembling each time his breath crept across my skin. I looked into his eyes; the crimson specks were recessing, like a fading tide within a murky sea of black ink. They were hypnotizing. “If I am under a trance, don’t ever rouse me,” I murmured. His eyes glimmered just before he pressed his warm lips to mine. Our mouths moved together in perfect unison, as if they were moulded to fit one another. The kiss deepened, and together we were swept away by our unravelling emotions, pawing at one another as though each other’s breath was the only oxygen we had. When we finally parted for air, we both stood staring at the other, panting. Dominic took my hands, his touch warming me like a soothing balm. He cast his eyes down to our intertwined fingers, his long lashes fanning out over his high cheekbones, and he said, “My fraying willpower makes it hard to walk away from you.” “Then don’t,” I whispered.   


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I work full-time as a zoo curator, so when I'm not running a zoo, I'm trying to tame the one I live in! I have two kids, and a husband who sometimes acts their age. I can usually be found jamming to Elvis Presley tunes, or diligently chipping away at my never-ending 'to be read' pile. I tend to gravitate toward anything paranormal. I love creatures who fly and characters who sprout fur or fangs. Sprinkle some romance and magic into the mix, and I'm a happy girl!


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