Tuesday, July 15

***BLOG TOUR, REVIEW & GIVEAWAY*** Irrevocable by Skye Callahan

Title: Irrevocable
Author: Skye Callahan
Genre: Dark Romance
Publication Date: July 14, 2014
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Sometimes when you can’t go back, the only way out is to descend into the darkness.

my Captor

When I woke in that place, I just wanted to survive. But survival came at a cost, for which they demanded my will and body.

my Master

With pain came acceptance. Fully-dependent on the man who claimed me, I learned to appreciate what I had-life and relative safety.

my Protector

I watched him spill blood and tend my injuries. With betrayal came a revelation.

The only way out was to bring them all down or die trying.

My Review




What happens when you are stolen away from the only life you know? You are taken from your friends and your family. You are no longer a daughter, a sister, a friend. You are now a whore. A woman who's sole purpose is to be used and abused however your Master, or those he loans you out to sees fit. They have taken everything from you, seperated you from everything imaginable except the one thing that is physically impossible to take from a person...their mind. They will try to brainwash you, beat you until you willfully give up and submit that one last shred of yourself over to them. They will stop at nothing until the completely own you.

Silver, formerly known as Rose to the outside world, is a fighter. She is strong and willful. She will fight with every ounce of her being until she finds a way out and can return to her life. She refuses to sucomb to the lifestyle that surrounds her.

Kurk is second in comand at the compound. He can be cut throat and get things done. He is very good at his job but when he sees Silver something in him ticks. He is not normally one to take on a slave. He leave their training to the others. He will partake in their services but to have one of his very own just isn't his thing...until her.

He sees Silver and he saves her from being raped or worse. He can see her fight and her strong will. There is something different about her then all the other women that come in and he needs to keep her close and the only way to do that is by making her his.

"Get some sleep," Kirk whispered. "You'll be safe."

"I'm lying naked in some criminal headquarters with a strange man caring for me," 
I mumble. "What's safe?"

Silver still fights, even though Kurk, in some stranged fucked up way, makes her feel safe but she can't trust him completely. She can't turn herself over to him and give what they so desperately want. He sees her struggle with holding on vs. letting go. He may be a bit less brutal than the others but he still has his job to do.

He will be the one to break her, to punish her, to control her. He will be the one to strip her of the little of herself she has left and turn her into the perfect obeying slave everyone wants.

At times, it seemed like Kurk wanted do everything to break her completely but then when he starts to see the fight leaving her eyes, he knows she is close, and before long she will be just like the rest. An empty, mindless slave. He, for the life of him, can't seem to let that happen.

Silver manages to "make friends" with another slave. She gives her advice and tells her how "lucky" she is to have landed the one man that all the slaves want. Silver finds herself in a tough place. She can either sucumb to the demands of her Master or fight. She has already found out what happens when you fight and she doesn't know how much more she can handle. She starts to think that maybe willfully "being with" Kurk might not be such a bad thing, at least until she finds a way out. 

I am a huge dark romance fan. HUGE. Pepper Winters broke me into the dark romance genre and made me fall for Q. He was dark, and had demons unlike any other and there were so may times I didn't think I would be able to continue on reading. But after a while it got easier. Now you are probably wondering why I am talking about Q when this book has nothing to do with it. Well I want to give you an idea of how dark this book is. This book, in a lot of ways, was harder for me to get through than the Monsters In The Dark Series. There are a lot of forced sexual encounters and a very graphic rape scene in this book. It was so graphic in description and so detailed that it made my stomach churn.

With that being said... I still absolutely loved this book. I couldn't put it down. There is so much going on in this book that I can't really say much more because I don't want to give anything away. I loved Silver. I loved how strong she was and how no matter what happened to her, she refused to break. I hated myself for liking Kurk. I didn't like him at all for the longest time and kept wondering what he could possibly do to make me actually want to be on his side. This book will play on your emotions. It is a very well written storyline. The detail is great without going overboard. I never felt like it was dragging and little pieces to the story were revealed at the perfect times keeping you trapped until the very last page.

This was my first read from Skye Callahan and I have to say, I can't wait to read more from her. 

★★☆ 5 Brutally Dark Stars ☆★★

Reviewed by Alisa Evanson

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Through the haze of sleep, I felt hands on me. Cold and rough. I thought for a fleeting moment that it might have been Kyle. Then, I remembered our break up. It had happened weeks ago, but maybe that part was the dream. My memory was fucked and I couldn’t latch onto a thought long enough to ride it out of the fog. Too many hands. They groped and pulled—rough against my skin and digging into muscle and bone. I tried to retreat, my back pressed into a hard surface beneath me, and my nostrils filled with the smell of musk and damp stale air. I had no idea where I was, or how I’d gotten there. I kicked and gasped, trying to get back to the surface where reality lurked, shimmering in the distance, but just out of reach, like the sun on the surface of the water during a dive. A hand latched onto my hair and held my head back. My eyelids were finally freed from the sticky muck that held me in semi-consciousness, and I opened them to find myself staring up into unfamiliar green eyes. I only held his gaze for a few seconds—if that—but it seemed like it lasted for hours as my brain fought to categorize the details. Its useless attempt to understand what was going on. The man clutching my hair had vivid green eyes, but they may as well have been black given the emotionless void they displayed. His hair was shaggy, brown with a mix of grey, the same colors that stood out in his unkempt stubble. As if he needed any help looking rough. He exhaled and his breath settled over my face, reeking of booze and cigarettes. The smell made me queasy, but I didn’t have time to dwell on that, as another set of hands tugged at my jeans. My gaze traveled around the room, taking in the small crowd. At least half a dozen men surrounded the table where they had me spread out like a holiday feast. All dressed differently, from ragged tank tops to well-fitting dark button-down shirts, but they all projected an air of unchecked danger. Necks marked with tattoos, hands covered in callouses and scars. Scruffy faces accented their sneers and smirks, as they stood above me staring down with eyes starved of humanity and full of lust. Apparently, they didn’t expect me to put up a fight, because aside from the hand tangled in my hair, no one seemed concerned with keeping a tight grip on me. Probably because they outnumbered me, and I assumed they would have no problem beating the crap out of me as I struggled. They’d downright enjoy it. Unfortunately, I didn’t fully consider how that scenario would play out. I bucked and managed to knee the one pulling on my waistband in the face. He grunted, but I can’t imagine I inflicted as much pain as his retaliatory blow to my ribs. I sucked in air and rolled, curling around the injury and gasping for each painful breath as the sickening throb exacerbated my confusion.  


I’ve been coming up with stories for as long as I can remember, and in elementary school I began writing them all down. Ghosts and vampires, have always been my favorite beings to write about. Maybe it was growing up with a grandma who always told me about how she’d always rush home to watch Dark Shadows, and growing up reading and watching anything paranormal that I could find.

My debut, Fractured Legacy (Paranormal Urban Fantasy novella), was released on October 22, 2013, and the sequel Beyond the Divide is currently in progress and expected to release in early 2014.

I am also taking a departure from the paranormal world with a BDSM Romance, Bound and Unbroken, which will also be released in early 2014. I go where my characters lead me, and Eric and Lena decided that I needed a definite break from the paranormal.

When I’m not spending time with the voices in my head, I work in business consulting and hang out with my husband and all of our furry family members.

Where to stalk Skye:

Amazon Author Page  \  Facebook Page  \  Twitter or @Skye_Callahan  \ 
 Google +  \  Wattpad  \  Blog  \  Pinterest  \  Goodreads

Random stuff about the Author:

I LOVE Rum, but that’s probably not a secret.

I love sexy cars more than I love rum. My top picks would be a ’65 Mustang, practically any Bugatti Veyron, or an Aston Martin Vanquish.

I once based a character in a story on my husband, and the character died.
Don’t bother trying to figure it out, I never released that book.

I’ve never met some of my closest friends in person–some of them live on the other side of the world.

I never set out for anyone at work to know that I’m a writer, but now they buy my books, so it’s a good deal.

I’m not terribly good at being girly–I don’t wear makeup, only own 4 pairs of shoes, and I’ve never had a manicure.

I learned to handle a gun before I learned long division.

I cuss like a sailor unless I’m around my grandma.

While most of the people in my graduate research classes were buried in books, I was glued to the TV researching the evolving portrayal of “Indianness”.

I’ve seen Disturbed in concert 3 times.

I still have a crush on Jason David Frank (aka Tommy Oliver the Green/White Ranger)

I work with my husband and it’s the 3rd time we’ve worked for the same business.

If I’m not watching Top Gear, I’m probably watching something that was filmed before I was born. Currently, Dick Van Dyke is in my DVD player.

I have a phobia of crickets.

Should I throw you one hell of a fact if you’ve made it this far? I was diagnosed with PTSD two and a half years ago, and my doctor suggested that
I start writing again to help cope with the symptoms.

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