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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE DIVORCE PLANNER by Angela Lam

THE DIVORCE PLANNER Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE DIVORCE PLANNER, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Angela Lam. See below for information the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE DIVORCE PLANNER by Angela Lam

THE DIVORCE PLANNER by Angela Lam

About the Book
Title: THE DIVORCE PLANNER
Author: Angela Lam
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc.
Release Date: May 20, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
When her daughter suggests Darcy Madison attend her ex-husband’s wedding, Darcy enlists the help of her colleague, divorce attorney Victor Costello, to pose as her dashing young date. But when Victor proposes to Darcy at the reception, Darcy forgets they are pretending and says, “Yes!” Between her false engagement to Victor and her daughter’s suggestion to have a double wedding, Darcy falls even further in the fantasy of being a blushing midlife bride. The longer the masquerade continues, the more Darcy starts to wonder what is love and can it last forever in a world where divorce is the only language she knows?

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt #2
Grabbing her briefcase, Darcy stepped into the blazing sunshine and locked the car doors. She thought about her own wedding as a twenty-two-year-old college graduate with a one-year-old daughter toddling around the garden, picking grass and putting it in her mouth.

Now, years later, Darcy struggled to contain her fears so she wouldn’t spoil her daughter’s same romantic illusions. How could she fight against her nature? After all, she thrived in helping people rally legal aid, housing, child support, and career options. She loved planning freedom parties to celebrate the finalization of divorce. She could not imagine drumming up the same level of enthusiasm to help her daughter pick out fine china she would never use and select a five-thousand dollar dress she would only wear once.

“Mom?”

Joyce’s tender, yet pleading, voice rankled Darcy’s resistance. “Okay, okay, okay. I’ll help you plan your wedding.”

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Author Angela Lam

Author Angela Lam

About the Author
Angela is a San Francisco Bay Area native.

She studied journalism at Northwestern University as a Cherub scholar. She received her B.A. in English and Creative Writing from Sonoma State University.

Her nonfiction articles on real estate, lending, and finance can be found online at SFGate.com.  Her short stories, essays, and poetry are published in a number of magazines, newspapers, and anthologies, including The Dollar Stretcher, Foliate Oak , Kenwood Press, The Phoenix, Potpourri, The Sun, The Writer, and Women’s Voices.

When she is not writing, she is either painting, reading, running, or spending time with her family and friends..

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Where to Find Angela Lam
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Book Blitz – Teaser + Giveaway – TEN HOURS by Melissa Toppen

TEN HOURS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for TEN HOURS, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Melissa Toppen. See below for information on the book, buy links, a couple of exclusive teasers, and details on her giveaway.

TEN HOURS by Melissa Toppen

TEN HOURS by Melissa Toppen

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: TEN HOURS
Author: Melissa Toppen
Release Date: May 17, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Ten hours… That’s how much time we spent together. How much time I got with the man whose bright eyes and sultry smile almost made me forget that I was sick.

Six hundred minutes… That’s how long it took me to fall in love.

Thirty-six thousand seconds… And then it was over. And all I wanted was more.
More seconds.
More minutes.
More hours.
More him.

Ten hours… Such a small, insignificant amount of time.

Yet those ten hours changed everything.

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TEN HOURS Teaser

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TEN HOURS Teaser

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Author Melissa Toppen

Author Melissa Toppen

About the Author
Melissa Toppen is a Reader’s Choice Award Winning and Bestselling Romance Author of New Adult, Contemporary, Erotic and Romantic Suspense. She is a lover of books and enjoys nothing more than losing herself in a good novel. She has a soft spot for Romance and focuses her writing in that direction; writing what she loves to read.

Melissa was born and raised in a small town in Ohio and now resides in Cincinnati with her husband and two children, where she writes full time.

In addition to spending time with family and friends, Melissa loves going to concerts and is obsessed with the T.V. shows Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, Once Upon a Time and Outlander..

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Where to find Melissa Toppen
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE CONTESSA’S BROOCH (Harmony Duprie Mysteries) by P.J. MacLayne

THE CONTESSA'S BROOCH Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE CONTESSA’S BROOCH, the fourth book in the adult mystery series, Harmony Duprie Mysteries, by P.J. MacLayne. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE CONTESSA'S BROOCH (Harmony Duprie Mysteries #4) by P.J. MacLayne

THE CONTESSA’S BROOCH (Harmony Duprie Mysteries #4) by P.J. MacLayne

About the Book
Title: THE CONTESSA’S BROOCH
Series: Harmony Duprie Mysteries #4
Author: P.J. MacLayne
Release Date: May 12, 2019
Genre: Adult Mystery
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Synopsis
A firebug is stalking Oak Grove and internet researcher Harmony Duprie is on the case. It starts as a simple data analysis project for Police Chief Sorenson, but things get personal when the house she renovated is targeted.

The arsonist is in it for the glory, posting videos of his exploits on social media. So, Harmony calls for backup from her favorite computer hackers, Eli, Lando, and Scotty. Complications arise when Fiesker, a fire investigator with a chip on his shoulder, is brought in to unmask the culprit and put an end to the fires. Then there’s the mysterious emails being sent to the town’s firefighters. And who is leaving a trail of Celtic brooches behind?

Harmony finally gets a break when Jake, her ex, stumbles across information that might lead to the guilty party.

Can Eli, Lando and Scotty help Harmony track down the pyromaniac before someone gets hurt? Or, worse yet, killed?

 

 

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Excerpt #2
The emergency vehicles traveled faster than the speed limit and soon were out of eyesight. It didn’t matter because the red glow in the sky led me to the fire’s location, a residential area on Broad Street.

I parked a block away. Close enough for my purposes. I knew the house because I thought about buying it to fix up before I started working at the library. Built in the ’50s, it wasn’t anything fancy, just a solid little house that had seen better days. No one lived there when Sarah, my real estate expert, took me on a walk-thru, and I prayed no one had moved in since then.

I couldn’t resist getting out and walking a little closer but staying well back from the police lines. I wanted a better view, not of the fire, but the people in the crowd. Was one of them the mystery videographer? With all the cell phones aimed at the incident, it would be impossible to isolate any one person as the guilty party. Unless they did something that made them stick out, like sneaking in under the police tape. I eliminated the ones in pajamas, rousted from the neighboring homes as a safety precaution. But everyone was behaving themselves.

The water brigade made their appearance, with cheerful smiles and those silly purple vests they wore. They stood as close as possible to the fire lines. It was like those water stations they use along the routes of marathons. Every now and then, a firefighter grabbed a bottle from them and emptied it before returning to work. The volunteers always cleaned up after themselves, so they were tolerated.

With a loud crash, the roof caved in. The shower of sparks fell as far as the police lines, and the people in front forced their way backward. Torrents of water from every available firehose streamed through the sky to quell the hotspot. Steam and ash from the fire drifted throughout the neighborhood. The stench of smoke and over-heated chemicals burned my nose and I sneezed several times.

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Book 1: THE MARQUESA’S NECKLACE
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Book 2: HER LADYSHIP’S RING
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Book 3: THE BARON’S CUFFLINKS
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Author P.J. MacLayne

Author P.J. MacLayne

About the Author
Born and raised among the rolling hills of western Pennsylvania, P.J. MacLayne still finds inspiration for her books in that landscape. She is a computer geek by day and a writer by night who currently lives in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains. When she’s not in front of a computer screen, she might be found exploring the back roads of the nearby national forests and parks. In addition to the Harmony Duprie Mysteries, she is also the author of the Free Wolves adventures.

 

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Blog Tour – Excerpt + Giveaway – CONVICTION (A New World) by M.D. Neu

CONVICTION Blog Tour

Welcome to the blog tour for CONVICTION, the second book in the adult science fiction fantasy series, A New World, by M.D. Neu. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

CONVICTION (A New World #2) by M.D. Neu

CONVICTION (A New World #2) by M.D. Neu

About the Book
Title: CONVICTION
Series: A New World #2
Author: M.D. Neu
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: March 25, 2019
Genre: Adult Science Fiction/Fantasy/LGBTQ+
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Synopsis
A little blue world, the third planet from the sun. It’s home to 7 billion people with all manner of faiths, beliefs and customs, divided by bigotry and misunderstanding, who will soon be told they are not alone in the universe. Anyone watching from the outside would pass by this fractured and tumultuous world, unless they had no other choice. Todd Landon is one of these people, living and working in a section of the world called the United States of America. His life is similar to those around him: home, family, work, friends and a husband.

On the cusp of the greatest announcement humankind has ever witnessed, Todd’s personal world is thrown into turmoil when his estranged brother shows up on his front porch with news of ships heading for Earth’s orbit. The ships are holding the Nentraee, a humanoid race who have come to Earth in need of help after fleeing the destruction of their homeworld. How will one man bridge the gap for both the Humans and Nentraee, amongst mistrust, terrorist attacks and personal loss? Will this be the start of a new age of man or will bigotry and miscommunication bring this small world to its knees and final end?

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Excerpt #2
In this excerpt Todd is getting ready to meet the full nentraee Speaker’s House for the first time. It is a tense moment between Todd and Vi-Narm and a moment where Todd learns that not all the nentraee may think as highly of him as Mi’ko, the vice-speaker, and Mirtoff, the speaker general do. I hope you enjoy:

Todd finished reviewing the details on the ceremony before leaving his quarters.

Ceremony. Bullshit! It’s not a ceremony but an interview in front of the full Speaker’s House. Why didn’t Vi-Narm tell me? She made it out to be no big deal.

He rushed down the hall, his cloak, the Kap’erin, billowed out behind him. Several Nentraee stopped and bowed as he passed. He turned the corner and checked his datapad for directions. His palms were damp. His heart pounded, and not from rushing.

Vi-Narm waited for him outside large ornate doors decorated with carvings of gold and silver. The surrounding light bounced off the metals, creating shimmering circles of light on the floor.

“Todd.” Vi-Narm offered a stiff bow, her cloak shifting about her shoulders.

Damn it.

He should have been more diligent, not assuming that all the reports she gave him were the only ones.

We’ll learn to work together. If I survive this.

“Hello, Vi-Narm,” Todd said as he searched for a hint of a friendly greeting, but her face was stern and her lips a straight line.

“We will go in the council chamber where the Speaker’s House will be in session.” She eyed him coolly. “Once they address us, you will present yourself and answer their questions to the best of your ability. The interview process is simple, so you should have no trouble. But, do not be fooled. This will also decide if they will accept you.”

“Wait. Accept me?” Todd tried to process while catching his breath. “What happens if they don’t approve of me? Mi’ko didn’t say anything about that.”

What happens if I can’t understand their broken English and answer the question wrong? God, I hope it’s in English.

“Then he must believe you will be fine and not want to worry you.” The slightest suggestion of a smile reached her lips.

Sweat broke out on his forehead. Vi-Narm had sent him file after file last night for review. “There was so much information to review, and some of it made no sense until I researched it further, taking more time.” He frowned. “It didn’t help that you’ve been sending me a ton of information. I haven’t been able to sort through it all.”

“It’s not my job to help you sort through what I send.” Vi-Narm’s voice was calm. Cold. “I send the document that are required for all your different tasks. It is your responsibility to organize them and go through them and be prepared.”

Todd shook his head and stared at the floor. He inhaled deeply and met her eyes. “I would’ve appreciated you pointing out the information that was important for today’s events. I could’ve focused on it.”

“Perhaps you should organize your time better, or is that a failing of your character?”

“But I—”

“It was in the report I send to you this morning,” she interrupted. “You did read it? Did you not?”

“Today? This morning? As in, while I was still in bed, or while I was getting ready for this interview?”

Or when I was on the toilet?

Trying not to sound as pissed as he felt, he checked his pocket watch. Since getting it, he kept it with him as a good-luck piece. Now, more than ever, he needed the luck.

“Vi-Narm, how could you send it this morning? I didn’t have a chance—you made it sound like this was only my welcome ceremony. That was my impression from… I didn’t have a chance to…”

She hates me. That’s why she’s doing this. She hates me and is determined for me to fail.

He saw a hint of a smile, and he was sure there was a brief twinkle in her eyes.

God, she’s a total bitch. With luck, she’ll trip and fall on her way into the chamber. That might loosen the stick up her ass.

He took a breath and held back the frown that was stalking his face. “I’ll do my best.”

She watched the chamber doors open. “Let us hope Mi’ko’s faith in you is well placed.”

The soft ticking of his watch reminded him why he was here.

I can do this.

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Author M.D. Neu

Author M.D. Neu

About The Author
M.D. Neu is a LGBTQA Fiction Writer with a love for writing and travel. Living in the heart of Silicon Valley (San Jose, California) and growing up around technology, he’s always been fascinated with what could be. Specifically drawn to Science Fiction and Paranormal television and novels, M.D. Neu was inspired by the great Gene Roddenberry, George Lucas, Stephen King, Alice Walker, Alfred Hitchcock, Harvey Fierstein, Anne Rice, and Kim Stanley Robinson. An odd combination, but one that has influenced his writing.

Growing up in an accepting family as a gay man he always wondered why there were never stories reflecting who he was. Constantly surrounded by characters that only reflected heterosexual society, M.D. Neu decided he wanted to change that. So, he took to writing, wanting to tell good stories that reflected our diverse world.

When M.D. Neu isn’t writing, he works for a non-profit and travels with his biggest supporter and his harshest critic, Eric his husband of eighteen plus years..

Where to Find M.D. Neu
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE RULE OF MANY (The Rule of One) by Ashley and Leslie Saunders

THE RULE OF MANY Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE RULE OF MANY, the second book in the young adult dystopian series, The Rule of One, by Ashley and Leslie Saunders. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on their giveaway.

THE RULE OF MANY (The Rule of One #2) by Ashley Saunders

THE RULE OF MANY (The Rule of One #2) by Ashley Saunders

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: THE RULE OF MANY
Series: The Rule of One #2
Author: Ashley Saunders
Publisher: Skyscape
Release Date: May 3, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian
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Synopsis
Born to a death sentence in a near-future America, rebellious sisters herald a revolution—if they can survive.

Twins Ava and Mira Goodwin defy the Rule of One simply by existing. The single-child law, ruthlessly enforced by Texas’s Governor Roth, has made the sisters famous fugitives and inspirations for the resurgent rebellion known as the Common.

But the relentless governor and his implacable Texas State Guard threaten that fragile hope, as Roth consolidates his power in a bid for ultimate authority.

As Ava and Mira relinquish the relative safety of their Canadian haven to stand against Roth, new allies arise: Owen, a gifted young programmer, impulsively abandons his comfortable life in a moment of compassion, while Zee, an abused labor camp escapee, finds new purpose in resistance.

The four will converge on Dallas for a reckoning with Roth, with nothing less than their destinies—and the promise of a future free from oppression—on the line.

Disobedience means death. But a life worth living demands rebellion.

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Excerpt #2
MIRA

Limos and luxury cars line the extensive circular driveway, stuffed with partygoers ready for the welcoming bash. Mrs. and Mr. Cross have already arrived with much fanfare from their son and his doting employees. I wonder if Ciro’s sisters are here.

I hear him get on the microphone, introducing his unwitting parents onto the stage of the overflowing banquet hall, the governor of Alberta and the mayor of Calgary looking on from the front row.

Everything’s falling nicely into place. If only the man of the hour would show.

I look at my watch: 7:30 p.m. He’s late. Ava’s knee bounces furiously, as if she can shake out her anxiety.

“He’ll come,” I say.

From our hideout in the corner of the foyer, shadowed and easily overlooked, we have the best seats in the house. A perfect vantage point to see and be unseen. Ava scans the budding festivities through the glass walls on our left. I keep my eyes on the glass windows straight ahead, seeing past the dazzling flares from the cars’ headlights, holding out for the first glimpse of the president.

A string quartet begins to play, and an electric energy pulsates through the hotel, enlivening the crowd around us with a giddy exhilaration, and I can’t help but feel it too. Eager, I spring to my feet. I pace up and down our tucked-away corner, checking the time, watching Emery from across the room, waiting on her signal.

“Do you hear that?” Ava asks. She stares up at the ceiling. I move beside her as we listen to the muffled roar of whirling blades slicing the air somewhere above the building.

“A helicopter,” Ava says.

“He’s here.”

We look to Emery, who stands near the entrance, her gaze locked skyward. Guests file past as she removes a headscarf from her pocket, drapes the silk over her distinctive curls, and pulls it into a tight knot at the back of her neck. She folds her right arm over her chest, our cue to move.

I feel, rather than see, Barend steal into place behind us, our long shadow, as we push to the end of the foyer. Pawel detaches himself from the crowd and crosses our path as he follows Emery out the front door. “Lots of luck,” he whispers earnestly. Like luck has anything to do with it. It’s all up to us.

Our target is the oversized clock that consumes the entire wall alongside the vacant concierge desk. Ava stops before the number six, and we slip behind a false door and stride side by side down an empty staff hallway. Three right turns, two left, a final door, and we’re outside.

There are no lights behind the hotel and no people. The night is chilly and moonless, but we find the footpath we were directed to take and make our silent way to the small grove of trees just twenty yards out.

Ten paces in, Ava and I turn from the path and weave through the evergreens until we spot the narrow clearing that is to be our stage. We position ourselves in its center, shoulder to shoulder, and wait. Somewhere to our right, concealed within the trees and darkness, Barend stands guard.

When told of the plan, Emery immediately authorized the private rendezvous. She knows pleading our case face-to-face with the president is the only way. Cameras and screens provide a barrier, Emery said. The media paints you solely as American rebels. Let him see how human you are. With Pawel at her side, Emery is to meet and escort the president here, while Ciro entertains his parents and guests, keeping them safely ignorant inside the banquet hall.

The minutes tick off, and Ava starts to shiver from either the cold or nerves. Or is that me shivering? Ava and I brought no weapons with us, to show good faith. No guns, no knives. Just us, with our naked conviction and hope.

This could be our last stop, a final end to the endless chase. A place to plan and plot and devise our crucial counterattack.

Ava nudges me with a sharp elbow. She points to the trees in front of us. Two distinct shapes emerge, a faint silhouette floating behind.

“Ready?” I whisper needlessly. Ava tightens her jaw, and I ball my hands into white-knuckled fists. I take a big gulp of air and exhale slowly. My breath comes out in swirling smoke, reminding me of a dragon. There’s a fire inside me, and suddenly I feel warm and calm. One look from Ava and I know she feels it too.

We’re ready.

The outlines become faces and bodies. Emery appears first, then President Moore, with Pawel a few steps behind. I stare at Moore, transfixed, my eyes glued to the man who can grant us refuge.

He stumbles forward, as if his own eyes have not yet adjusted to the dark. I search his every feature, looking for any hint of surprise, or shock, or understanding. But his face, though startlingly attractive in the starlight, is blank. Indifferent.

“President Moore,” Emery says, “this is Ava and Mira Goodwin.” He looks at us cross-eyed, his round eyes squinting as he takes us in. We all stand motionless, awaiting his response.

“You don’t look identical to me,” the president finally states, his thin voice magnified in the still night air. “One of you’s slightly taller, the other rounder.”

The leader of the free world opens with an insult. My first reaction is to defend my identicalness. Surprising, when all I’ve ever wanted is to be seen as different from Ava.

“Sir—” Ava and I speak at the same time.

The president laughs. “Ah, there it is.” The ground spins as he turns to leave. “This conversation will be moved to a different setting. Just the twins and me.”

Barend detaches from the shadows. Pawel and Emery enclose my sister and me. Ava grabs my arm, her grip tight enough to bruise.

“We do not agree to any change—” Emery starts, but Moore shouts over her.

“Security!”

Everything shatters, all plans and expectations smashed to pieces.

A gunshot rings out, then two more.

“Run!” Emery yells.

The last thing I see is Ava’s face, twisted in fear and fury.

Then something covers my eyes. My mouth.

I’m thrown over a bulky shoulder, the deafening sounds of a helicopter growing louder with every footfall. With every one of my muffled screams.

I’m shoved against something solid. I reach out, arms flailing, but there’s no one beside me. Ava.

I feel the chopper lift into the sky. Two spinning blades taking me higher and higher away from Common ground.

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Authors Ashley and Leslie Saunders

Authors Ashley and Leslie Saunders

About the Author
Hailing from the suburbs of Dallas, Texas, Ashley Saunders and Leslie Saunders are award-winning filmmakers and twin sisters who honed their love of storytelling at The University of Texas at Austin. While researching The Rule of One, they fell in love with America’s national parks, traveling the path of Ava and Mira. The sisters can currently be found with their Boston terriers in sunny Los Angeles, exploring hiking trails and drinking entirely too much yerba mate.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – BREAKING THE RULES by Tinthia Clemant

BREAKING THE RULES Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for BREAKING THE RULES, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Tinthia Clemant. See below for information the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

BREAKING THE RULES by Tinthia Clemant

BREAKING THE RULES by Tinthia Clemant

About the Book
Title: BREAKING THE RULES
Author: Tinthia Clemant
Release Date: April 15, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Love isn’t supposed to hurt.

Hedge witch Shannon Baldos isn’t looking for love. She isn’t even looking for sex. She’s looking for the courage to finally leave her gaslighting husband’s ass. So the last thing she needs is a distraction, like the town’s land-grabbing yet oh so sexy property developer, Adam St. John.

Then again, maybe a little distraction is exactly what she does need.

Growing up under the domineering thumb of her maternal grandmother, and then married to a misogynistic husband, thirty-nine-year-old Shannon Baldos has learned that love hurts. For almost seven years she’s lived under the thumb of her abusive husband, all with the guise of wanting to give her son a stable home. The truth? She’s stayed because she’s a coward. Still is. But maybe, with heart fluttering, groin throbbing, Adam St. John by her side, or on top of her, under works too, she might discover some hidden courage and finally take her son and escape. As for falling for St. John and his pirate grin, not a chance. Rule #1: Don’t fall in love.

Referred to as an emotional train wreck, Wexford’s successful developer, Adam St. John, has rules. A lot of them. Created to keep him well-insulated from further pain and disappointment with regards to life, and love. At forty-nine, he’s quite happy with his life of solitude. With three divorces under his belt, he’s in no hurry to add a fourth. Besides, there are more than enough women willing to keep him warm at night. But when he meets the town’s green-eyed witch with the freckles splattered across the bridge of her nose, and the hips that sway under her flowing skirts, one night of passion leaves him craving more. Maybe it’s time to break a few rules.

In her newest novel, Breaking the Rules, Tinthia Clemant has woven a story about one brave woman’s determination to take back her life as she learns that love doesn’t always hurt.

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Excerpt #2
The voices of the patrons inside Brewin’ Beans hummed steadily against the whirring and sputtering of the espresso machine. Like bees around a hive, customers waiting for their morning fix of caffeine hovered by the counter. From where she sat, Shannon had a full view of the entire inside of the café. Jimbo hated when she called the Beans a café. ‘For the love of Pete,’ he’d complain. ‘Call it what it is, a goddamn coffee shop.’

Of the handful of establishments in Wexford, the Beans was her favorite place to be. A friendly staff was always ready to serve her, and the coffee was as good as any European bistro. Of course, she’d never been to Europe, but she imagined it to be true. Plus, her scones were featured daily in the bakery case.

And, of course, there was Jimbo. She sipped her lukewarm espresso and followed his movements. At six feet seven inches tall, three feet wide, with a shock of white hair, matching bushy eyebrows, and a chest-length beard, he was hard to miss. When she’d first met him, she’d immediately thought Old Saint Nick had decided owning a coffee shop in a small town in New Hampshire was the way to spend his off-time from the North Pole. Jimbo even sported the portly belly that shook whenever he laughed, which was often.

A local kid who would ‘never amount to anything,’ Jimbo Albie had spent his middle- and high-school years playing football, stealing cars, and getting high. After he graduated, he bought a motorcycle and moved to Manchester, where he partied, sold drugs, and spent a good deal of time behind bars.

If it hadn’t been for Adam St. John dragging Jimbo into rehab and then back to Wexford, he would have wasted away in some obscure alley. The developer had helped Jimbo buy the building she was sitting in and had handled all the renovations.

Shannon wrinkled her nose, distaste tinging her saliva. Being a good friend to Jimbo didn’t excuse St. John for what he really was: a money-hungry, land-grabbing jerk.

She felt no love for the residents of Wexford, but the wooded areas were magnificent, and St. John was mowing them down for his grotesque housing developments. If she’d been allowed to join the Conservation Committee, she’d be working hard to stop him, but nope, witches need not apply. She’d curtly been informed this by the committee’s chairperson and self-appointed witch hunter, Leeann, two e’s-two n’s. The woman needed to get a better way of introducing herself: ‘Hi, I’m Leeanntwo e’s-two n’sChambers.’ Seriously, who introduces themselves like that? Every town had someone like her, the busybody who made sure her perky little nose was in everything.

Shannon signaled toward the two women who entered the café. The larger of the women walked up to the booth with a determined stride, unkempt frosted hair pushed behind her ears, cheeks, normally flushed, blazing cherry red. “I have a showing, so we need to make this snappy.” Cantankerous at times, opinionated often, and Irish to the core, Denise ‘Dee’ Boyle had a take-charge manner, and that morning was no different. Peering out from under hooded eyelids, she studied Shannon’s petite coffee cup. “You’re drinking espresso?” Her husky voice was thicker than usual, indicating a hangover. “Why don’t you drink real coffee like normal people?” Dee waved her hand at Shannon. “Switch sides, I need to see the door.”

“It’s great to see you too, Dee,” Shannon said, exiting her seat. “Morning, Peg.” She paused to hug the tall redhead standing behind Dee.

“Everything okay, Shan?” Peg stooped to place a light kiss on Shannon’s cheek.

“Yeah, fine. I—”

“Stop talking,” Dee said. “Peg, sit. What do you both want? My treat. The Holstein house sold, and my commission check was through the roof. Jeff and I stayed up late celebrating, and now I can’t get rid of this stinking headache. Shan, do you have any of your magic shit with you?”

“Hmm, let me see, what do I want?” Peg said, tapping her chin with her index finger.

“This isn’t rocket science, Peg,” Dee snapped. “Make a decision.”

“I’ll have a double latte and one of Shannon’s scones,” Peg decided.

“Same for me,” Shannon added. “But no scone.” She handed Dee a small packet of white powder. “For your headache.”

“Why the two of you can’t drink normal coffee is beyond me.” Dee took the powder and looked at the line near the counter. “That’s bullshit. I’m not waiting in that. I’ll go round and corral Jimbo from behind.”

Dee marched away, leaving Peg to roll her eyes and Shannon chuckling.

“I wouldn’t want to be Jimbo.”

“He’s a big boy; he can handle Dee.” Peg removed a mirror from her purse and handed it to Shannon. “Hold this, will you?”

Pegchristened MargaretO’Neil was the princess of the group. Tall and slender, with the grace of a swan, she was also the referee, often separating Shannon and Dee when they locked horns. She positioned Shannon’s hand in the exact right spot and smiled, revealing straight, polished-to-a-brilliant-shine teeth. “Perfect, don’t move.” She removed a hair clip, and a mass of curls the color of an October sunset tumbled over slender shoulders covered by a pink cotton hoodie. Repositioning the lion’s mane back on top of her head, she loosened a few strands and allowed them to coil around her neck. Frowning, she said, “I hate my nose.” She took the mirror and closed it with a decisive snap. “When I’m rich, I’m going to get it fixed.”

“I wouldn’t,” Shannon advised. “Your nose gives you a Greek-goddess look.”

“Thanks, Shan, but I’ve never liked it. I guess it goes back to being given nicknames like Honker when I was in grade school.”

“Yeah, well, grade school can be a tough time for kids,” Shannon said. “How’s the studio? I keep meaning to get over there, but I never seem to find the time.” She diverted her eyes, not wanting Peg to see that she was lying. She had plenty of time to visit her friend’s yoga studio, but when Justin had found her mat in the closet, he’d torn it in half, telling her to clean the house if she needed exercise.

“Don’t worry about it. Yoga isn’t for everyone.”

“I like yoga. I used to do it when Chad was first born. It’s just that…”

Peg reached out and patted Shannon’s hand. “Really, I mean it. It’s okay.”

Shannon bit at her lip and nodded. Hoping a change of topic might appease her guilt at being a shit friend, she asked, “How’s Haley?”

“She’s a fucking witch.” Peg covered her mouth with her fingers. “Oh, sorry, I don’t mean your kind of witch. I’m thinking of the ones with pointy noses and green skin.”

“I get it, but try and find another word. What’s she done this time?”

“She picks fights with me constantly. I can’t even breathe without her having something nasty to say.”

“Has she started her…?”

“Her period? Yes, and that’s part of the problem. She and I have the same cycle, so we’re both wit—bitches at the same time of the month. The other day she called me…” Peg leaned forward, her voice lower than a whisper. “…a cunt.” Sitting back, she added, “What do you think about that?”

“I think my grandmother would have washed my mouth out with a gallon of bleach if I had called her that, though I wanted to. What’d you do?”

“I locked her in her bedroom, which was a waste of time because she went out her window. I swear, I’m at the end of my rope.”

It was Shannon’s turn to pat Peg’s hand. “I’m sure it’ll get better, but I’m glad it’s you and not me. Girls can be mean.” And adults, she’d almost added, her thoughts cycling back to Justin. The names he’d called her over the years would shock Peg.

“Tell me about it. I’d love to send her to a camp this summer. Someplace far away, like China.”

Dee flopped onto the seat next to Peg and reached for a napkin. She wiped her face and complained, “It’s a madhouse up there. You should have seen the looks I got when I walked behind the counter.” The damp napkin dropped on the table. “Shannon, your scones are sold out. I guess the new flavor was a hit. And I ordered a pot of real coffee. You two can take it or leave it.”

“I’ll make more tonight,” Shannon said. “Where’s the coffee?”

“Jimbo’s daughter is bringing them over with some bagels. He needs to do something about the AC in this place.” A second crumpled napkin joined the first. “What were you two talking about?”

“Nothing, really,” Peg answered. “My evil daughter and that you two haven’t come by for a free class.”

“You know I don’t like yoga.” Dee centered her hazel eyes on Shannon. “Right now I want to know why the urgent meeting? Is Justin divorcing you so he can marry Shelby?” Based on her laughter, Dee seemed to enjoy her little joke.

Peg bumped Dee’s shoulder, clearly not amused. “Not funny.”

“Whatever. So what’s up, Shan? Wait a minute. Here comes our food.”

A petite young girl arrived at the table and set down a coffee pot, mugs, and food. “Here you go, ladies. Dad said to yell if you want anything else.” She did a pirouette on her white Keds and almost skipped back to the front counter.

“I can’t even imagine how that cute little wisp has Jimbo’s genes.” Dee snorted and grabbed the cinnamon raisin bagel. “Maybe she’s the mailman’s.”

Peg daintily selected the plain bagel. “You might recall Jimbo was a good-looking guy in his younger days.”

“Yeah, was,” Dee answered. “Not any more. That’s what drugs and alcohol does to a person. Maybe it’s true that St. John got it on with Jimbo’s wife.”

“Dee, don’t even kid about things like that,” Peg said.

Dumbfounded, Shannon stared at Dee. “I can’t believe you said that.”

“What? It’s always been a rumor. Ask Jimbo. He’ll tell you.”

“That’s not the point,” Peg continued. “Adam wouldn’t do something like that to his friend.”

Dee snorted and smeared a piece of her bagel with cream cheese. “He’s St. John. He’d fuck Malcolm’s wife if given the chance.”

“Who’s Malcolm?” Shannon asked.

Peg gave Dee an incensed glare. “Adam’s half-brother, and he wouldn’t sleep with another man’s wife.”

The two entered into an argument about St. John’s integrity while Shannon sipped her coffee. If the rumors were true, Adam St. John was a manwhore. Not that there was anything wrong with sleeping around. Back in the day, she’d played a robust game of musical beds…and hallways…and cars, along with an elevator or two, sleeping bags, and even a rowboat. At any rate, his promiscuity had nothing to do with her reasons for not liking him. Since she’d never even met the man, she had no idea if he was a blowhard, as Justin called him; her opinion was based purely on what the developer was doing to the town.

Dee waved her spoon. “Snap to it, Shan. I’ll be leaving soon.”

Shannon lowered her cup.

“Give her time,” Peg said. “She’s thinking.”

“She’s not thinking; she’s daydreaming. Come on, Shan, spit it out, whatever you called us here for.”

Shannon inhaled and released air through her teeth. She shouldn’t share information like wanting a divorce; it was a private matter. If she’d learned one thing from her grandmother, it was not to air dirty laundry for the world to see.

Dee stirred her coffee with an impatient tapping. “Any day now.”

Shannon lowered her hands to her lap. “It’s nothing. I shouldn’t have bothered you two. I’m sorry.”

“Bull. Come on, tell us. I promise I’ll keep my big mouth shut,” Dee said.

With a quick intake of air, Shannon blurted, “I’m thinking of leaving Justin.”

The gaping mouths facing her told her she should have started with a more subtle lead-in.

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Author Tinthia Clemant

Author Tinthia Clemant

About the Author
Tinthia Clemant was born in Medford, Massachusetts, over sixty years ago. Her childhood was a happy one. She lived in a loving home with her three siblings, mother and father. Her imagination soared as she passed the days enacting the scenes from the stories that spun through her mind.

Tinthia always wrote. From the time she first picked up a pencil, or perhaps it was a crayon, she wrote. Stories about searching for secrets. Stories about joy and sadness; friendship and betrayal; and, of course, stories about true love.

She self-published her first book by stapling six pages together. Her marketing plan was simple–give the book to her mother for Mother’s Day. Marketing her indie-published books has gotten a whole lot harder but she pushes on, knowing the worlds she creates will take each reader on a magical journey.

A romantic women’s fiction author, Tinthia fell in love with romance when she witnessed, at the impressionable age of five, the power of true love. On the silver screen of the Meadow Glen drive-in, she watched Prince Phillip defeat Maleficent’s tangled web of thorns and the fire-breathing dragon so he could save his lady love. As Phillip pressed his lips against Sleeping Beauty’s, she understood the power of true love’s first kiss.

As a hopeful romantic, Tinthia has searched far and wide for that special someone who will take her breath away. Unfortunately, she has yet to find love’s magical kiss. However, she learned a lot about herself along the way and uses these lessons to weave her stories and the strong (and older) heroines she brings to life.

Tinthia lives on the banks of the Concord River and spends her time teaching science at a local community college, gardening, painting, tending her flock of Mallards (follow her natural history blog at: concordriverlady.com), reading, and, of course, writing about journeys, disappointment, joy, and true love. Her two favorite men are Ben and Jerry and she wishes they would bring back the summer flavor, Blueberry Cheesecake.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – HARD DRIVE (Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance) by Alexandra Banks

HARD DRIVE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for HARD DRIVE, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romance series, Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance, by Alexandra Banks. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

HARD DRIVE (Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance #4) by Alexandra Banks

HARD DRIVE (Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance #4) by Alexandra Banks

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: HARD DRIVE
Series: Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance #4
Author: Alexandra Banks
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Hacker

Master Penetrator

She stole my hard drive and said she owned my a$$

But now, she’s made a dangerous discovery, and they’ll kill to silence her.

The only way to protect her is to take her to my safe house. A cabin in the woods. Where no one can find us and I’ll have her all to myself. She needs me to save her, but I need her more. As her enemies close in, I swear, I’ll die to protect what’s mine.

This former Army Ranger has a mission: #protectwhatsmine.

Spoiler: This book is short, sweet, and full of heat. There’s firmware, RAM, and massive bandwidth. We’ve got a former Army Ranger who has it bad for our lady hacker. He’s taken her to his cabin, and they are about to find out the real meaning of hard drive.

This book is a short, sexy read. One hour of super-duper, steamy hot, sweet reading pleasure. That’s right, it’s quick. Because let’s be honest, sometimes, quickies are best!

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Excerpt
Kaylee: Nick, this is Kaylee. I’m on a burner phone. I’m in trouble.

Nick: Where are you?
Kaylee: Slowly. Look up. 

Nick’s in the coffee shop where we first met two years ago. There are two drinks at his table, a black coffee for him, and an iced latte. We were supposed to meet here ten minutes ago. Looks like he ordered for me. I smile at that. I’ve wanted him since the day I first saw him. But he’s never indicated that he sees me as anything but a skilled asset for his team.

He casually stretches his arms over his head and leans back in his wooden caféchair. He’s in his usual get-up, a black T-shirt stretched over his biceps and a leather jacket loaded with weapons. The shop is crowded, there’s a line at the counter, and all the tables are taken. Even so, there’s a space around Nick, like people can sense that he’s more

Three men in sunglasses and black suits block the doorway, scanning the shop. Nick takes them in and his shoulders tighten. As a security expert and a former Ranger, he knows a threat when he sees one. 

They’re here for me.

Nick feigns a yawn and finally brings his eyes to the ceiling. The only acknowledgement that he sees me is a slow blink. I’m in the HVAC, peering out from the ceiling vent. 

Not for nothing, but this isn’t the first time I’ve crawled through an air vent. 

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Book 1: TEMPT THE BEAST
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Book 2: TEMPT THE BEAUTY
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Book 3: TEMPT THE WOLF
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Author Alexandra Banks

Author Alexandra Banks

About the Author
Get Your Free Starter Library at www.alexandrabanks.com/coming-soon

Alexandra Banks is the pen name of two feisty friends who love to hang out and dream up steamy love stories. After graduate degrees, global managerial positions and the nine to five grind, they decided it was more fun to bring joy to the world through happily ever afters. They deliver smart, strong heroines, and heroes who love them. You’ll get that romance read afterglow…every single time. Better yet, their books are short and sweet – because let’s be honest, sometimes quickies are best. They love their families, their golden retrievers, and bingeing on ice cream. If you want happiness, sweet fun, and steamy romance then Alexandra Banks is for you!.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – NOBODY’S FOOL (Fate’s Fools) by Ophelia Bell

NOBODY'S FOOL Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for NOBODY’S FOOL, the fifth book in the adult paranormal romance series, Fate’s Fools, by Ophelia Bell. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

NOBODY'S FOOL (Fate’s Fools #5) by Ophelia BellNOBODY'S FOOL (Fate’s Fools #5) by Ophelia Bell

NOBODY’S FOOL (Fate’s Fools #5) by Ophelia Bell

About the Book
Title: NOBODY’S FOOL
Series: Fate’s Fools #5
Author: Ophelia Bell
Release Date: May 7, 2019
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
Deva Rainsong has a mission to take revenge on a god, but all she really wants is to understand why one mortal man doesn’t love her. Once upon a time, Ozzie West was her first love, her savior, and the man she always believed she could count on no matter what. But to him it’s as if she never existed.

Unfortunately Deva’s mission won’t wait, and she needs Ozzie’s love to fulfill her promise to Fate or their entire world could come crashing down around them. Because when you piss off a god, you’d better have the power to strike back.

 

 

 

 

 

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I plucked at the strings again, restarting the song and finding my voice. Despite a tongue clumsy from drink, I had no trouble singing clearly. Call it my superpower; I may not have been able to walk a straight line, but I could still make flawless music while wasted.

Her eyelids fluttered closed and some of the tension in her expression eased. Her spine became less rigid and she seemed to flow across the room toward me. The way she moved may have been the most graceful thing I’d ever seen. She was just walking, but it felt like a dance, each step matching the beat of my song. My pulse raced, my body heated, and I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, thrumming to the same tempo.

My mouth had gone dry by the time she climbed up on the bed. She crawled across the covers, her movements seductive though her eyes were closed now. She only paused for a second to listen before continuing toward me, straddling my legs.

I pushed back against the pillows, the notes faltering, then stopped entirely when her breasts grazed my hand.

“Uh, I can’t play if you’re going to climb all over me. You understand that, right?”

“Sing,” she demanded.

I got the impression her vocabulary must have been limited to singular syllables in this form, and I doubted the wisdom of allowing her to just crawl on top of me the way she was doing. I clutched the guitar, deciding it was probably better to keep some barrier between us, considering she was looking at me as if she wanted to eat me.

“Why don’t you just sit next to me here, and I’ll sing you all the songs you want?” I patted the bed beside me and then started in on a different song—one I knew all the words to.

Her face twisted with displeasure. “No!” She tore the guitar from me with surprising strength and sent it crashing to the floor in a dissonant clatter. She surged up close, her breath hot against my ear, her full breasts warm through the thin fabric of my shirt.

“Sing,” she rasped.

I cleared my throat and hummed a bar of the unfinished song, then stopped. “You mean that one?”

“Mmm,” she said, a small smile gracing her lips and her eyelids fluttering closed again.

“All right, but I need you to—ah—move off me.”

I grasped her by the shoulders and attempted to twist around to position her beside me. The next thing I knew, I was pinned flat to the bed, her wild eyes staring down at me as vines snaked down and coiled around my wrists.

“Sing.”

“Fucking hell,” I muttered, staring at the vines. I tugged hard, but they held tight.

Her lovely, dark face hovered over me, eyes a maelstrom of need, but a flicker of deeper awareness made me think Deva was still in there, perhaps along for the ride while her instincts had control. Up close, her lips were a deep blue, as was her tongue as it swept across her lower lip.

Fuck, now she did look like she was going to eat me, and I was only more convinced of that when she grasped the sides of my shirt and wrenched it open, leaving me absently relieved it had snaps instead of buttons.

She raked her blunt nails down my chest, the sensation more arousing than painful. My body came alive under her touch despite the fact that I knew she was off-limits. But holy fuck, was this hot. If she went any further, all bets were off.

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Book 1: FATE’S FOOLS
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Book 2: FATE’S FOLLY
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Book 3: FOOL’S PARADISE
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Book 4: FOOL’S ERRAND
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Author Ophelia Bell

Author Ophelia Bell

About the Author
Ophelia Bell loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories. Women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom.

Ophelia grew up on a rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed bad-boy husband and four attention-whoring cats.

If you’d like to receive regular updates on Ophelia’s publications, freebies, and discounts, please subscribe to her mailing list: http://opheliabell.com/subscribe/

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RUNAWAYS by Rachel Sawden

RUNAWAYS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RUNAWAYS, a stand-alone new adult contemporary romance, by Rachel Sawden. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

RUNAWAYS by Rachel Sawden

RUNAWAYS by Rachel Sawden

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: RUNAWAYS
Author: Rachel Sawden
Release Date: November 9, 2018
Genre:
 New Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Harper Rodrigues’ five-year plan was on track. She’d worked hard to secure her graduate marketing job, her boyfriend Adam was set to propose any day, and she was learning to process the death of her sister. She’d been through some dark times, but there was light at the end of the tunnel.

At least, that’s how it had seemed until the day she was fired in the morning and dumped by nightfall.

Now, with her life plans in ruins, Harper turns to her best friends who are going on the trip of a lifetime – five-months traveling across Asia and Oceania. Determined to see the silver lining in her unraveled plans, she decides to book a plane ticket to join them and resurrect her dreams of becoming a travel photographer.

But Harper’s travels aren’t all sunshine and cocktails. With Adam begging for her forgiveness and proposing on the eve of her departure, Harper knows she must be on her best behavior. But when she meets Xavier, an enigmatic poet on the beaches of Goa, that may just be easier said than done.

Runaways is the empowering and racy tale of one woman’s voyage of self-discovery. A must-read for fans of travelogues and romance alike.

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The girls decided that food would do me good, so I pulled myself together and followed them through the field, across the bridge and back into town. The street lamps flickered as we wandered around wondering if we should go to the restaurant with the hung-over backpackers splayed out watching reruns of The Simpsons, or the restaurant with the hungover backpackers splayed out watching reruns of Family Guy when someone called out, “Hey, Canada!”

Turning back towards the river, we saw three guys who were part of our musical uprising on the bus from Chiang Mai to Chiang Khong. Lana called back, “Hawaii!”

Chad, Kelly and Felix were fresh off a bus from Luang Prabang and also in search of sustenance. As we stood debating food options, Chad’s brown eyes raked over Lana, who had taken the time to brush her hair and slap a bit of makeup on. “Lana, are you Lana Brooks, the TV weathergirl?”

“Former weathergirl,” she said, batting her thick eyelashes.

“I thought it was you!” he said, stepping closer. “Guys, remember when I showed you that Chive article of the world’s hottest weather girls? This is the one from Canada.”

I smiled as Lana basked in the attention the guys were giving her. Some people collected souvenirs along their travels, but Lana collected admirers. Felix’s green cat-like eyes glittered as he realized he was standing in the presence of a Chive-worthy hottie.

“Dude,” Kelly said, smoothing his shaggy, dirty-blond hair before shaking her hand. “It is a privilege and an honour to make your acquaintance.” “Alright, alright, can we please choose somewhere to eat, please?” Jade huffed crossing her arms.

And, with that the boys led us to a restaurant perched over the waters of the river that featured neither animated sitcoms nor hung-over backpackers and began our first night out in Vang Vieng.

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Author Rachel Sawden

Author Rachel Sawden

About the Author
Rachel Sawden was born and raised in Bermuda.  As the daughter of a Jamaican father and English mother the former model earned a bachelor’s degree in Psychology from McGill University in Montreal Canada. Today Rachel is an author, producer, and content creator in her beautiful island of Bermuda.   The certified scuba and free diver explored the Great Barrier Reef and underwater worlds in Cuba and Indonesia.   She is the ultimate travel maven having journeyed to over 35 countries across 5 continents since graduating college.

 

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ONE PERCENT OF YOU by Michelle Gross

ONE PERCENT OF YOU Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ONE PERCENT OF YOU, a stand-alone adult contemporary romantic comedy, by Michelle Gross. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ONE PERCENT OF YOU by Michelle Gross

ONE PERCENT OF YOU by Michelle Gross

About the Book
Title: ONE PERCENT OF YOU
Author: Michelle Gross
Release Date: May 5, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
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Synopsis
Make no mistakes about it. I know what I look like to others. Young, government-aided, pregnant mom. They see Lucy on my hip, and they see a mistake. I mean, why else would someone have a child so young, right? They couldn’t be more wrong. I’m too busy most days between parenting, work, and finishing up my last year of nursing school to let their judging gaze tear me down until he moves in the vacant house next to the apartments I live in.

His cold, blunt observation of us doesn’t differ from any other stranger. He doesn’t know me, but he’s already painting a picture of who he thinks I am in his mind. He judges my very round belly, Lucy’s inability to leave him alone, the bags under my eyes, and the fact that I can care less what I look like anymore.

He’s a rude guy. Stays that way for months too. Then something happens, I’m not even sure what. Judgmental Guy decides Lucy and me—as well as baby Eli, are worth his friendship.

Turns out, Judgmental Guy isn’t too mean—okay, he kind of still is. But he graduates to Elijah. I build an unlikely friendship with him which deems it necessary for him to start smiling around me and my kids.

I’m wrong again. Elijah isn’t rude. He’s terrifying. His strange acts of kindness are unraveling me. Elijah is only my friend.

Right?

Oh, fudge. I think I’m wrong. Again.

–full-length single mom slow burn romance.

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Excerpt
There was a moment of panic. For a second, I couldn’t see any Funyuns. I realized why. There was only one bag left, and it was partially hidden by all the Lay’s chips next to it. I nodded and smiled as if to say, “It’s all good” when two little hands shot up and snatched the bag before I could.

“Whoa,” I said, staring down at the blonde pigtails.

She slowly turned, peered up, and arched her brow at me curiously. “Are you talking to me?” The kid couldn’t be more than three and there she was completely alone and stealing my damn Funyuns! 

“How about you give me those Funyuns?” I asked nicely. 

She stared down at the chips in her tiny grip—those were mine—then looked back up. “No. Get your own.” She turned to walk off.

“Where’re your parents? Little shits shouldn’t be all alone even if they’re becoming lil’ thieves at such a young age.”

She scowled, her tiny nose wrinkling up. “She’s right where I left her.” She pointed to a blonde head leaned over one of the freezer sections. The little girl was inspecting me when I glanced back down at her. I saw the way her eyes rolled over my arms before she frowned. “My papaw always tells my mom that tattoos are ugly on women.”

“Oh?” I tilted my head. “Your papaw sounds ugly.”

Her mouth fell open. “You have demons on your arms ’cause you’re one.” 

I jumped and hissed. She startled, dropped the Funyuns, and ran screaming to her mom. I bent down, picked up my chips, and chuckled as I walked over to the next aisle and grabbed a pizza—something I could at least heat up easily—then went to the checkout where ugly grandpa’s evil thief helped her mom unload their shopping cart items. 

Lil’ Thief gazed up, eyes widening then hardening as tough as one could look at her age. She saw the bag of chips in my hand and tapped her Mom’s side “Mom, mom,” she started.

“What is it, Lucy?” Her mother asked as she grabbed her purse and wheeled the cart forward as the cashier rung up her items. I took in the greasy blonde hair tucked into a messy bun. It probably had been a day or two since she shampooed it. From her chipped nails to her pale, tired face without makeup it was obvious she didn’t give two shits about her appearance. The longer I watched her, the more she irked me. I exhaled loudly as I imagined her living off the government. In a matter of minutes, she’d slide an EBT card through the slot to pay for her items.

Guilt washed over me. My ma had been in this shape while raising me, and most of the food on our table before she met Hank came from food stamps, yet I saw more people abuse the system, so my disdain was real every time I saw people like this one in a store. 

No one was like Ma. She was her own breed, and she’d hang me for my petty thoughts, but I couldn’t stop myself.

“That demon worshipper stole my chips.” 

Fucking hell. I went from the dude with demons on my arm to demon worshipper real quick. I’d hate to see what this child would have to say about my shops—creepy, demon portraits everywhere. The horror!

The mother’s head snapped up from her purse at her child’s voice. She peered around to where her daughter pointed—at me—before turning a pitiful shade of red. Her eyes were the brightest shade of blue I’d ever seen, or maybe it was because she was so pale and sickly looking. She blushed so hard it made her extremely noticeable. 

“Lucy, that’s not nice! Why would you say that?” She wiped her face and tried hard not to stare at me as she spoke to her daughter. 

“He stole my Funyuns!” Her daughter’s face was red too. Quite the match, the two of them. 

The mom raised up, face squinted in pain as she placed her palm on her back, and that was when I noticed—holy, why hadn’t I noticed before? The woman was very pregnant. Just what society needed—another little terror running wild. She gestured toward the small chip bags beside me. “Grab a bag so I can pay. And apologize for saying that.”

The little girl scooted around the shopping cart and snatched a small bag of Funyuns before turning around to me. “Sorry.” She stuck out her tongue as she glared up at me from a perfect angle where her mom couldn’t see it. Sneaky.

“You should really get a hold on that,” I couldn’t point at the kid with my hands so full, but I jerked my head toward it so that she would understand I was talking about her kid.

“That?” The mom’s eyebrows went up a notch. She forgot the part where she was trying not to make eye contact with me as she frowned. 

“Your kid,” I muttered.

“Right, kid,” she told me. “Not that.” She glanced down at her daughter. “Come on, Lucy. Step away from the bad man.”

I scoffed. “I guess that’s better than demon worshipper.”

She straightened up and glared at me. “Would you prefer it if we called you the devil?”

“Suits me.” Kids had no hope of not being little shits when their parents raised them to be just as uptight. I bet she’d love to hear the name of my shops as well.

She scowled and turned around to pay. It surprised me when I saw a debit card slide through the machine. So she had a man she lived off? Popping out babies just to keep him? You’d think she’d at least take better care of herself. “What?” she muttered when I was still staring at her.

I shrugged, unbothered. She closed up her purse, hollered for her kid again before waddling out the damn door.

Good riddance!

I dropped my stuff, slowly covering my eyes with my hands. What just happened finally sunk into my thick skull. I stole a kid’s chips. There was no end to my assholery. 

It was a five-minute drive from the grocery store to my new house. The one thing I hated about the place I bought was that it was right next to the projects. I would likely hear all kinds of shit I didn’t want to, but I got a great deal and the house was amazing. Or at least Ma thought so, she was the one that decided for me.

I would live in it and pay for it but it didn’t matter what I thought. Apparently, anyway. 

I really needed to stop letting her boss me around. 

I could almost hear her saying that she’d stop after I found someone else to do it as I pulled into the driveway. Grabbing my grocery bags, I exited the truck. Before I could lock up, I heard a noise from the apartment lot next door.

“Lucy, I’m gonna need your help with these.”

Who knew why I walked around my truck to see when I’d recognized the familiar voice. The woman from the store was helping Lil’ Thief out of a car seat. The moment the kid’s feet hit the concrete, it was like her demon detector turned on. Her eyes darted around before landing on me.

One scrawny arm raised and pointed. “Demon worshipper!”

Ah, fuck.

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Author Michelle Gross

Author Michelle Gross

About the Author
Michelle is from a small town in Eastern Kentucky where opossums try to blend in with the cats on the porch and bears are likely to chase your pets—this is very true, it happened with her sister’s dog. Despite the extra needed protection for your pets, she loves the mountains she calls home. She has a man and twin girls who are the light of her life and the reason she’s slightly crazy.

As a kid, she was that cousin, that friend, that sister and daughter, the talker who could spin a tale and make-believe into any little thing so it was no surprise when she found love in reading, and figured all these characters inside her head needed an outlet. They wanted to be heard, so she wrote.

The voices keep growing faster than she gets the time to write.

The stories are never going to end. That’s perfectly okay, though. We never want to stop an adventure.

She writes and loves many different genres so sign up to her mailing list to keep updated on her releases!

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – DAWN OF A LEGEND (The Silvan) by R.K. Lander

DAWN OF A LEGEND Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for DAWN OF A LEGEND, the third book in the adult fantasy series, The Silvan, by R.K. Lander. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

DAWN OF A LEGEND (The Silvan #3) by R.K. Lander

DAWN OF A LEGEND (The Silvan #3) by R.K. Lander

About the Book
Title: DAWN OF A LEGEND
Series: The Silvan #3
Author: R.K. Lander
Release Date: May 3, 2019
Genre: Adult Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Book three in The Silvan, a best-selling series by award-winning author R.K. Lander. “Page-turning epic fantasy you will not be able to put down.”

A past to claim
A power to wield
A destiny to fulfil

To the enemy, Fel’annár is just a half-blood bastard, but to the Silvan people, he is their crownless warrior prince. Returning from battle in the mountains, he grieves for one who was lost, a death that triggers a mystery Fel’annár and his company of chosen brothers must unravel. But why do the trees speak of a beautiful monster?

Fel’annár will learn the ways of the Kah Warrior from a legendary commander while facing the disdain of another who struggles to accept this ‘ignoble son’ for who he is, not for what he represents. Meanwhile, Fel’annár’s royal half-brother reveals a plan to restore the Great Forest to its past splendour of multi-cultural harmony. But the Forest is falling apart under the final onslaught of a ruthless traitor and the Silvan people are turning away from their ruler. Can Fel’annár come to understand what role he must play in this plan before it is too late? Can the brothers put aside their resentment towards each other for tearing their families apart and learn to trust one another? Can love prosper in the midst of battle and hardship as dark enemies converge on the Motherland?

Danger lies in wait for an elf who is slowly coming to terms with his heritage, learning to wield a natural ability and accepting the nature of his unfolding destiny.

The greatest warriors of their time will come together once more—in the name of justice. In the name of love.

Start your Silvan adventure today!

Book One: Path of a Novice
Book Two: Road of a Warrior (Best Indie Book Award winner 2018)
Book Three: Dawn of a Legend – coming soon
Book Four: Rise of a Warlord – 2020

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Excerpt #2
The battle-weary patrol had been navigating the surrounding forests for an hour, climbing the boulder-strewn slopes that led upwards and to the mountain citadel of Tar’eastór. King Vorn’asté’s seat of power loomed above them in the afternoon gloom, and at last its mighty gates were groaning and then creaking as the slabs of wood and stone opened inwards, enough only for Comon’s battered patrol to file into the courtyard, silent and grey under the sorrowful, respectful gazes of those citizens brave enough to be out on this cold, wet winter day.

Fel’annár’s gaze fixed upon the statues that decorated the battlements, each one separated by a space just large enough for an archer to fit and fire a bow. They were warriors, but what had always drawn his attention was that they were all different. Some held one long sword, others two. Some were archers and others were standing with no weapons at all save for their hands. He would ask Gor’sadén who they were when time permitted.

“Fel’annár.”

He startled and then turned to Prince Sontúr, who rode at his side.

“Ready for another taste of Arané’s foul potions?”

Fel’annár mustered a crooked smile but said nothing, and the haggard warriors dismounted. One crumpled to the floor, but Arané’s healers were already there to pick him up while others walked amongst the group, sharp eyes assessing, analysing. Across the courtyard, a new patrol was preparing to leave, watching them respectfully as they mounted, their eyes drawn to the number of unclaimed swords strapped to Captain Comon’s horse.

“Fel’annár,” called Comon. “Report to the War Room tomorrow morning. I would have you explain your skills to the commander.”

“Aye, Captain. Sir, I have—I would speak with you about that. There are details which I believe are important. A song from the trees I would discuss.”

“Can it wait?” asked Comon, his eyes glancing over to the awaiting group of elves Fel’annár knew were the family, friends, and children of the fallen. He averted his gaze, unable to watch. He would have to, though, one day when he was a captain.

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Book 1: PATH OF A NOVICE
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Book 2: ROAD OF A WARRIOR
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Author R.K. Lander

Author R.K. Lander

About the Author
I write epic fantasy for adults. I love battles, warriors, great adventures – elves, monsters and generally weird things, but above all, I love a good story with compelling characters.

My first project is The Silvan Series, with book three, Dawn of a Legend ready to launch April 2019. I hope you’ll enjoy my stories and perhaps click the ‘follow’ button. And I would love to see you over at rklander.com. You’ll find some story extras there and freebie if you’re interested.

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – EYE OF THE HURRICANE (Fate’s Fools) by Ophelia Bell

EYE OF THE HURRICANE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for EYE OF THE HURRICANE, a novel in the adult paranormal romance series, Fate’s Fools, part of the Breath of Air Collection, by Ophelia Bell. See below for information the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

EYE OF THE HURRICANE (Fate’s Fools) by Ophelia Bell

EYE OF THE HURRICANE (Fate’s Fools) by Ophelia Bell

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: EYE OF THE HURRICANE
Series: Fate’s Fools: Breath of Air Collection
Author: Ophelia Bell
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
My name is Aella, and Fate wants me dead.

According to entertainment news, I’m the Angel of the Las Vegas Strip, the most sold-out singer at the Pandemonium Casino. According to the higher races—who I didn’t even know existed up till now—I’m part of the bloodline, which means I’m part-human, part-something else.

It also means I’m a threat to Fate’s precious balance.

To protect me from Fate’s wrath, three demigods have taken it upon themselves to act as my guardians—and lovers. But with the hounds of Fate nipping at my heels, can the Winds tear themselves away from their sibling rivalry over my affections long enough to keep me safe?

And why do I have to choose?

Warning: This book is a standalone novella set during Ophelia Bell‘s epically sexy “Fate’s Fools” series. It is a fast-burn HOT and steamy RH odyssey, not meant for the faint of heart (or libido)… #whychoose!

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Excerpt
“So you’re some kind of wind magician?” I asked, astounded that I’d even suggested magic was real. And yet when I said it, I knew I was on the right track.

Over the past few weeks, I’d seen more and more things that just seemed out of the ordinary in a way that went beyond normal human weirdness. Even a place like the Vegas Strip had its limits for the odd and unexplained. What I’d seen recently was more… supernatural.

Baird took a step toward me, closing the distance. “No, Aella,” he said, gripping the jumpsuit bunched at my hips and pushing it down. “I am the wind.”

He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up, and in one smooth motion, he spun us and leaped off the ledge overlooking Las Vegas.

I yelped in surprise, clinging to him when I realized we had just dived off the Stratosphere without a fucking harness.

“I’ve got you,” he said as we plummeted.

“Yeah, but who the fuck has you?” I blurted, my voice pitched close to panic, then broke into hysterical laughter when I realized I’d just channeled Lois Lane. My secret admirer was fucking Superman.

A snapping noise like sails in the wind hit my ears and I opened my eyes again, but instead of the sky behind Baird’s shoulder, there was a pair of enormous wings feathered in shades of deep gray and striped with white. They beat with slow, strong strokes, and the wind cascaded across my back as we rose higher into the air, soaring away from the Stratosphere and over the Las Vegas Strip.

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Book 1: FATE’S FOOLS
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Book 2: FATE’S FOLLY
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Book 3: FOOL’S PARADISE
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Book 4: FOOL’S ERRAND
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Author Ophelia Bell

Author Ophelia Bell

About the Author
Ophelia Bell loves a good bad-boy and especially strong women in her stories. Women who aren’t apologetic about enjoying sex and bad boys who don’t mind being with a woman who’s in charge, at least on the surface, because pretty much anything goes in the bedroom.

Ophelia grew up on a rural farm in North Carolina and now lives in Los Angeles with her own tattooed bad-boy husband and four attention-whoring cats.

If you’d like to receive regular updates on Ophelia’s publications, freebies, and discounts, please subscribe to her mailing list: http://opheliabell.com/subscribe/

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – FORGIVEN ARE THE STARRY-EYED by Christine Doré Miller

FORGIVEN ARE THE STARRY-EYED

Welcome to the blog tour for FORGIVEN ARE THE STARRY-EYED, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance, by Christine Doré Miller. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

FORGIVEN ARE THE STARRY-EYED by Christine Doré Miller

FORGIVEN ARE THE STARRY-EYED by Christine Doré Miller

About the Book
Title: FORGIVEN ARE THE STARRY-EYED
Author: Christine Doré Miller
Publisher: Evernight Teen
Release Date: April 26, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Naïve sixteen-year-old Andrea Cavanaugh is elated when Josh, a charismatic, bright-eyed piano prodigy, becomes her first boyfriend. But the closer she gets to him, the more she realizes that he is not the boy she first fell for. In its poignancy and emotional darkness, Forgiven Are the Starry-Eyed takes you deep into the delicate and devastating web of shame that spirals from the depths of dating violence when dreamy teenage love turns dark. Andrea must find not only an escape, but a belief that she is even worthy of freedom.

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt
My eyelids closed as if they were being drawn down by sluggish, unhurried weights. When I forced them open after several seemingly endless moments, nothing had changed. I could still make out a blurry image of Josh standing nearby, Mr. Thompson’s hands clenched firmly on Josh’s shoulders from behind. There was a crowd, I think, and muffled voices. The steel school locker felt cold against my back and I recognized the familiar feeling that lately seemed to just dwell and ache in my bones. Fear, I think it was, mixed with just enough madness to keep the blood racing through my veins … fast. Too fast.

“Why did you do that, Andrea?” Josh shouted in my direction.

My eyes fell closed again. I don’t remember what else he said. I just remember the feeling of each overly pronounced syllable piercing the air while he said it. I stared through the darkness that danced behind my heavy eyelids. What had I done?

I tried to pry open my hazy eyes to examine the faces of the expanding crowd as they stood, mouths agape. I only recognized a few. There were hardcover music books sprawled open on the tile floor at my feet. Confused, I looked to Josh, but the heavy silence of the room deafened any words he may have been saying. I gripped the ends of my soft, thin hair between my slender fingers and waited. Each thought sunk deeper than the last.

There was a poster taped sloppily against the locker behind me. I turned my head to face it and focused. The ends were curled up and there were ripples in the masking tape adorned to the edges. “Oakwood High School Invitational—TONIGHT” it read in handwritten purple block letters. There was a pixelated saxophone image pasted underneath the words, “Brought to you by Mr. Thompson and the Oakwood High Jazz Band.” I brought my hand up to trace the edges. The poster board felt crisp and thick under my fingertips. I could smell the aftermath of the permanent marker. The loud reverberating voice behind me got softer until it resembled a deep echo I could easily ignore. I started to pick at the tape from the bottom left corner of the poster until I felt the sticky residue ball up underneath my fingernail.

Suddenly the life reentered my body in one abrupt breath when I felt a strong tug on my arm. I turned and saw Ethan Marks. Everyone else was gone. Had it been minutes this time? Hours?

“Andrea! Come on,” he barked at me, interlacing my arm, tucking it quickly under his. He jerked me to a standing position and pulled me down the hall, speeding up his gate as I stumbled to catch up.

“Where’s Josh?” I asked worriedly, but he didn’t answer. We were silent as we walked through the empty hallway. I lifted my gaze, trying to catch Ethan’s eye, trying to read his thoughts. His light blue eyes, usually sparkling with laughter, were steely and somber as he charged forward, dragging me with him, away from the wreckage I’d caused.

He stopped short and took a deep breath. His eyes were unyielding and dismal as they studied me, and slowly his frustration melted into a deep sadness.

“What happened, Andrea? What was that back there?”

“I don’t know…” My voice began breaking. My thoughts were muddled beyond recognition and I couldn’t form the right words, or any words, to explain.

Ethan wrapped himself around me in a gentle, firm embrace. It felt kind. And warm. And wonderfully different. My muscles unclenched for the first time in months, and I didn’t know I was crying until I tasted the salt as it stained my face. I buried my head into Ethan’s chest as he tightened his hold on me. I wanted him to say something, to tell me everything would be all right, but we both knew better. So we just stood there, Ethan supporting me as I clasped the back of his cotton t-shirt between my fingers.

After a few minutes, I fully returned to my body as my breathing calmed. I steadied my stance and took a step backward, shakily holding Ethan’s forearms as I regained my balance. Wiping smudged mascara from my pale face, I met Ethan’s eyes and quickly looked down, fixating on a crack in the tile below me.

“Hey,” he started, “Andrea … it’s…”

“I’m okay. Ethan, I’m sorry. I’m sorry you had to … I’m sorry I … ugh your shirt.” I motioned to the tear stains on his light green tee that crept from his chest to his shoulder.

“Oh God, don’t worry about that. Andie, I just…”

“It’s fine.” I wiped my face and took a deep breath. “Thanks,” I said, squeezing Ethan’s hand and looking in his eyes sincerely, so he knew I meant it. “I should go. But thanks.” I shook my head and turned around to walk back into the havoc and face what I had done. I felt Ethan staring at me as I left. He was just another person whose life would’ve been better if he hadn’t met me. I swallowed, took a breath, and kept walking.

It was over for now, that latest incident, and there was no way to tell when there would be another one … but there would definitely be another one. I was too broken for it to be any other way.

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Author Christine Doré Miller

Author Christine Doré Miller

About the Author
Christine lives in the Los Angeles area with her husband and their two children. She works full-time as a senior marketing manager for a large media company and holds a Bachelor’s of Business Administration degree from Western Michigan University where she studied marketing. Growing up in the chilly midwest, she developed a deep passion for dramatic writing and alternative music at an early age, which still peaks through in her adult-corporate-mom life today. Forgiven Are the Starry-Eyed is Christine’s debut novel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Christine Doré Miller
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

IN OTHER WORDS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for IN OTHER WORDS, a stand-alone adult contemporary romantic comedy, by Jennifer Woodhull. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

IN OTHER WORDS by Jennifer Woodhull

About the Book
Title: IN OTHER WORDS
Author: Jennifer Woodhull
Release Date: April 30, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
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Synopsis
Dexter
We became close friends in college. When Sinclair returns home to Dallas after two years in New York, I introduce her to my best friend Cole. The good-looking playboy ballplayer is the perfect kind of guy for the woman I’m sure would never be interested in me…even if seeing them together breaks my heart.

Sinclair.
He was the nerdy PhD candidate. I was the cheerleader. We made unlikely friends. Moving back home after two years away, he looks hotter than ever. When I start dating his ballplayer best friend, things get complicated. He doesn’t see me as girlfriend material…but I can’t get him, or my feelings for him, out of my head.

 

 

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Excerpt #4
Sinclair

“See, when I was a kid, I really liked hockey. Seven-year-old Colton was a Gretzky man, ya see. Do you know what amazing thing Gretzky is known for saying?”

He steps forward and cups my jaw in his palm.

“You miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take,” I reply. It’s a lesson learned from my father, who loves every kind of sport you can imagine.

Cole’s brows knit then his lips curl up into a smile. “Damn, Sinclair. Funny, smart, sexy as fuck, and can quote Gretzky? Are you sure Dexter didn’t whip you up in his lab?”

I shrug, and can’t help but smile back at him. “Dad’s a sports fan.”

“Well, he’s a smart guy. So yeah, you miss one hundred percent of the shots you don’t take. Call me an optimist, but I’m taking a shot here,” he wags his finger back and forth between us. “And I don’t plan to miss.”

I have to admit; his confidence is a turn-on.

“Come on,” he says, nodding his head to the side as we head back so he can show me his locker.

Cole gives me a behind-the-scenes tour that would be my Dad’s dream come true. When we get to the case that holds dozens of trophies and awards, I swallow my pride and ask Cole to take a photo of me in front of the two Commissioner’s Trophies from the team’s World Series wins. He snaps a couple with my phone, then steps beside me, draping an arm around my shoulder and pulling me close to take a selfie with me.

After we tour the offices and the players’ area, he takes me by an equipment locker, and pulls out a couple of bats and helmets. We walk over to the practice area, and Cole takes me into the pitching machine cage.

He puts the helmet on my head and hands me a bat.

“Okay, so you’ve done this before?” He asks.

“At the batting cages next to the go-kart track, sure. Not in something like this,” I reply. “I’m not sure I’m ready for this.”

“Don’t worry. I can turn it way down. This thing doesn’t pitch as fast as I do,” he grins and winks. He knows he’s good at what he does for a living, and that’s not cockiness, it’s just a fact.

He drops the other bat on the ground in the corner and returns to where I’m standing.

“Okay, let me see your stance.”

I put the bat up, choke my hands together, and lean forward, jutting my ass out and giving it a little wiggle.

Cole crosses his arms and puts one hand up to his chin. “That’s not bad, actually,” he says with a chuckle.

He steps behind me and I stand upright as he wraps arms around me to show me how to hold the bat. He puts one hand on my shoulder and one on my hip as he bends me forward so I’m in the proper stance for batting, but I can’t help but notice that it would be the proper stance for something else as I feel him graze my backside ever so slightly.

“This feels exactly the same as what I was doing before,” I say.

“It totally is, but I got to feel your ass while I got you into position,” he says, grinning mischievously. “Okay, you ready?”  

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Author Jennifer Woodhull

Author Jennifer Woodhull

About the Author
We all need moments of escape. With all the demands on us day in and day out, we each need something just for ourselves. Perhaps nothing provides a private moment – a brief respite from the everyday – like escaping into a great story. When you pick up one of my books I hope you find that place that you can escape to. Explore the streets of Paris with new heroines, or fly around the world to reclaim your lost love with a favorite hero. Whether it’s the romance that takes your breath away or those climactic encounters that make your pulse race, I hope you find that solitary moment of enjoyment while lost in one of my stories.

Jennifer Woodhull is based in the Southern United States, spending time in her second home of England, and traveling as often as she can. Her love of travel permeates her work, and her characters often find themselves exploring new and foreign surroundings.

A keen observer of human behavior, Jennifer often draws inspiration from something as simple as a fleeting connection, or the glimpse of a unique trait or characteristic. Her favorite place to write is on airplanes.

“The drone of the engine, the scores of people, all traveling to something or from something, and being disconnected from digital distractions are a combination that provide the perfect place to write,” she says. “If you see a woman in seat 9F who is balancing her Macbook on her lap because it’s time to close your tray table, please have patience. I’m just trying to finish one more sentence.”

Where to Find Jennifer Woodhull
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Samantha Armstrong

I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR, a stand-alone young adult contemporary romance, by Samantha Armstrong, releasing May 25, 2019. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Samantha Armstrong

I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Samantha Armstrong

About the Book
Title: I SPY THE BOY NEXT DOOR
Author: Samantha Armstrong
Release Date: May 25, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Four p.m. spy sessions are the highlight of Mallory Taylor’s day. Observing the boy next door—one with a body and an attitude to match—has her perched beside her window so often it can’t be healthy.

When she finally convinces her mom to let her go to public school, Mallory comes face to face with her neighbor, Troy Parker. And he makes it clear he wants nothing to do with her. His rejection awakens a newfound tenacity and maybe even a touch of recklessness. But when Troy starts to show up when she needs him the most, Mallory can’t help but wonder if there’s more to him than he’s let on.

Taking chances, breaking rules, and following her heart is all new to Mallory. And no one warned her just how fickle hearts can be. When she discovers that Troy isn’t at all the guy she imagined him to be, secrets rise to the surface that will change her life forever.

**This is a standalone mature YA/new adult contemporary romance.

 

 

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Excerpt #3
“Friends don’t cuddle,” I whisper.

“No, really?” The corners of his mouth tip up a fraction.

The more he talks, the tighter my chest squeezes. The longer I look at him, the harder it is to keep it from crushing.

My gaze flicks to his lips, and a shiver shoots through my veins.

He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth, and my eyes snap to his.

Hungry. Wild. Daring.

The look works knots into my stomach.

I’ve fantasized what our first kiss would be like, and it’s always resembled the feeling I’m getting right now as I look into his eyes. It wouldn’t be something soft, or innocent. It would dance on the edge of dangerous. He’d kiss me hard and fast. Our lips would hurt, our breaths would turn ragged, and our chests would almost break from the racket inside.

I gasp when his fingers brush along my jaw, trailing over my cheekbone, leaving me breathless. My eyes flutter open and shut. It’s hard not to lean into his palm. It’s hard not to lean into him entirely.

His nostrils flare as he inhales a sharp breath and leans forward.

My skin prickles with eagerness. I’m about to make the connection when my computer sounds from across the room.

We both jerk back, my pulse plummeting faster than it ever has. It’s like I’m in a fighter jet and the captain has just pointed the nose at the ground and opened up the throttle.

Great. Just great!

Thanks a lot, Nicole.

His hand drops, and he rolls onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. I can’t see his face, so I don’t know what he’s thinking or feeling. But I sure as hell know I’m going to virtually wring Nicole’s neck.

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Author Samantha Armstrong

Author Samantha Armstrong

About the Author
Samantha Armstrong‘s novels incorporate all of the feels–from swoon-worthy heroes to sweet-but-mostly-sassy heroines, quirk and laughter to emotional grit and panty melting-heat. She has written in multiple genres, but never strays far from romance.

Born and raised in New Zealand, Samantha Armstrong prefers to be tucked away writing whenever she can — or, rather, whenever her adorable yet demanding baby boy allows.

A normal day for her includes diapers–lots of them–walks with both babies (i.e. human baby and dog baby), writing between naps, and staying up late to write even more. Then somehow fitting all the other stuff in between.

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Where to Find Samantha Armstrong
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RAVEN ACOUSTICS (Red and Black) by Grace Harper

RAVEN ACOUSTICS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RAVEN ACOUSTICS, the third book in the adult contemporary rock star romance series, Red & Black, by Grace Harper. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

RAVEN ACOUSTICS (Red & Black #3) by Grace Harper

RAVEN ACOUSTICS (Red & Black #3) by Grace Harper

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: RAVEN ACOUSTICS
Series: Red & Black #3
Author: Grace Harper
Release Date: April 9, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Rock Star Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Errol Thomas has a tortured soul, always has had.

Errol is out of rehab and is set on world domination. His record label is only too happy to pull his puppet strings to get him to the top of the soul music charts.

But it comes at a price, a price Errol doesn’t find out until it is too late.

He seeks solace in a local candle maker’s shop where Jane, the owner listens to tales of woe. When Ivory walks into the shop that has been his home away from home for over ten years, he is knocked sideways.

It’s only when he meets Ivory that he vows to keep his sobriety promise.

Just when Errol is on an even keel, falling in love with Ivory, her past comes knocking to reveal her secrets. In turn, his cover story at the label starts to unravel.

Will Errol be able to keep focussed on the end game or will he be collateral damage?

Red & Black have their own issues to deal with and become involved with Errol’s music career even if they don’t want to.

This is the third standalone romance novel in the Red & Black Series. 

Book 1: Charcoal Notes
Book 2: Crimson Melodies

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Excerpt
Deadline day had arrived.

The intimidating man sitting across from me in his ivory tower office had given me plenty of time to decide.

“What’s it to be, Errol?” Quinn said. His attention was squarely on his phone. I could be forgiven for thinking he couldn’t care less about my answer.

Today, I needed to sign the recording contract with The Dark Side record label or walk away. Quinn Saunders who owned the label had a plan that had played out to perfection. I’d won a talent contest, with my real name and my true passion for singing soul music. Transforming from Casey Lowe, rock band front man to Errol Thomas, solo soul singer was the best move I could have made and it was all thanks to Quinn.

When I saw Donovan Carter in the recording booth at my old label, a year ago, singing a Fragile song, I knew I had to leave Red & Black. When I watched Donovan sing the track, I could see Erin’s reflection in the glass wall of the studio. She’d given me the same proud smile years ago. That was when I was her favourite, before her husband Alex and long before Donovan.

The Dark Side record label building had stunning views across London. I loved coming up to the city to see Quinn. He’d coached me in the ways of the business and how to make a splash. His genius idea to use my real name and have the big reveal at the contest completely blinded all of them at Red & Black. For a moment, seeing Erin’s face when I shouted at Donovan about his sister made it all worthwhile. She doubted him and his innocence in what had happened. For a moment Erin was on my side. I hadn’t felt that in years, not since she danced with Alex Devlin at Green’s Music Venue. The night she left our friendship on the floor and went to him.

“Hell yes, I want this contract, pass me the pen.”

I jumped up from the leather sofa to reach for the contract. Quinn slapped his hand down hard on the stack of papers.

“Are you absolutely sure Errol? I’ll make you a worldwide sensation, but you’re going to have to play a role to get it.”

“I don’t care. All I want to do is to perform on stage and for everyone to know my name. I can sing, I’ve got the looks, and I don’t care what else I need to do.”

“Good lad,” Quinn said, flashing me a conspiratory smile. He took the pen from his inside jacket pocket and handed it over. The pen cost more than everything I owned. Everything about Quinn screamed wealth, and I wanted some of that money.

I scrawled my signature, using my real name in all the places the yellow sticky tabs told me to sign. The deal was done.

“What happens next?” I asked.

I’d retaken my seat on the sofa, watching the boats sail up the Thames river. Quinn had moved to the other side of his office into the gloom. The sun shone brightly in through the windows but only reached half of the floor space. Quinn’s black suit enabled him to blend in with the darkness, and I couldn’t see what he was doing.

“You wait for my call, lad. My PR people will be in touch soon with our game plan.”

“Am I going to lay down some tracks today?”

“Not yet.” I heard his irritation, I could have kicked myself for being over eager. Playing it cool never came easily to me. “We need to get everything in place first. We can take our time, get it right to make you a superstar.”

Quinn turned his back to take a call, dismissing me from the conversation. It wasn’t until he slipped through a side door in his office and his PA came in to collect the signed papers that I understood I was dismissed for the day.

“Have a great day, Errol,” she said with a smile that told me it had been many years since she’d had a good day.

I muttered my thanks to her retreating back, drank the glass of water in front of me and took one more look at Quinn’s office. Over the last couple of years, this had been our HQ for planning. Quinn discussed with me the next step in getting away from Maverick and Red & Black label. Years of planning and here I was, the ink still wet on the contract that would take me to superstardom.

Rubbing my closed fist against my chest as I left Quinn’s empty cold office, I looked for any familiar faces to chat with. I was still used to the Red & Black mansion where everything was open plan. Here at The Dark Side head office, all offices had doors with no windows to peek in. The grey slate coloured carpets marked my exit to the elevators and down to the security desk.

Quinn hadn’t told me what would happen in the coming months. I trusted him to keep me on the path to fame and fortune. Now that I’d signed the contract, I had faith in him more than ever to get me to household name status.

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Book 1: CHARCOAL NOTES
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Book 2: CRIMSON MELODIES
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Author Grace Harper

Author Grace Harper

About the Author
British author who loves to write about strong women and handsome men. She writes steamy romance novels that will warm your heart.

Writer of the Brodie Saga and the Geary Series, Grace immerses you in stories of love, or rather, love’s pursuit to bring together two people who were meant for each other. It’s not always quick or easy but it will happen eventually.

When Grace is not writing, she can be found mooching about in stationery stores. Grace might have a Maltesers addiction but is not ready to stand up and own that just yet.

 

 

Where to Find Grace Harper
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – COME A LITTLE CLOSER (Georgia Boys) by Chrissy Brown

COME A LITTLE CLOSER Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for COME A LITTLE CLOSER, the second book in the adult contemporary romance series, Georgia Boys, by Chrissy Brown. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

COME A LITTLE CLOSER (Georgia Boys #2) by Chrissy Brown

COME A LITTLE CLOSER (Georgia Boys #2) by Chrissy Brown

About the Book – Read for Free to Kindle Unlimited
Title: COME A LITTLE CLOSER
Series: Georgia Boys #2
Author: Chrissy Brown
Release Date: January 13, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Sophie was the love of my life. Okay, we were twelve the last time I saw her but still. I’ve tried everything to move on—whiskey, women, weed. Nothing seemed to fill the void. Now, ten years later, she shows up out of the blue. The problem, I’m not the boy she used to know. I have a reputation that could ruin everything. Still, I have to try. Even if nothing happens between us, having Sophie in my life as a friend is better than not having her at all.Come A Little Closer is the second installment in the Georgia Boys Series. It can be read as a standalone novel.

 

 

 

 

 

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Excerpt
I blush and shake my head. “We should get started on the bedroom.”

Kevin follows behind me, fiddling with his phone. I refill the paint tray and set it on the bedroom floor. Maroon 5’s “Girls Like You” starts playing. Kevin comes up behind me, puts his hands on my hips and begins to move them to the music. He presses against my back. My hands fall to my sides, and I tilt my head against his chest.

“This is not helping my walls get painted,” I whine.

“Come on, dance with me.” he pleads.

I turn around and stare into his eyes. It would be so easy to get lost in them but I can’t. I won’t. My hips stop moving, but Kevin’s still dancing. I raise the paintbrush that’s in my hand and slap him in the face with it. Slap sounds violent. It was more like I grazed him with cream colored paint while my hand slowly moved in front of his face. Kevin stops dancing. His jaw hangs open.

“Game on babe.”

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Author Chrissy Brown

Author Chrissy Brown

About the Author
An avid reader who loves to write. When I’m not reading a book, I’m chasing around my twin girls or my two dogs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Chrissy Brown
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – NORTH TO NARA (Crimson Sash) by Amanda Marin

NORTH TO NARA Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for NORTH TO NARA, the first book in the young adult dystopian sci-fi romance series, Crimson Sash, by Amanda Marin. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

NORTH TO NARA (Crimson Sash #1) by Amanda Marin

NORTH TO NARA (Crimson Sash #1) by Amanda Marin

About the Book
Title: NORTH TO NARA
Series: Crimson Sash
Author: Amanda Marin
Publisher: Inkspell Publishing

Release Date: March 20, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Dystopian Sci-Fi Romance
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Synopsis
Neve Hall has always admired the good works of the civil servants who brought prosperity back to the Nation. She especially respects the Sufferers—empaths who, with the help of technology, anonymously bear others’ troubles for them. But when her assigned empath is abruptly retired, she uncovers certain secrets. Like the identity of her new Sufferer, Micah Ward… and the fact that behind his kind smile is a life filled with loneliness and pain.

The closer Neve grows to Micah, the more desperate she becomes to protect him from a cruel and gruesome fate. But in a world where only a few are allowed the luxury of love, saving Micah comes with a price: Neve must choose between her loyalty to the Nation or her heart—a decision that will take them both on a race for their freedom, and their lives.

 

 

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Excerpt #2
I have no way of knowing if my attempt to keep pain from Micah has worked—I don’t, at least, until a couple days later, when he visits me again in the butterfly exhibit. We walk around the museum corridors once more, this time in a different direction, on a different floor—through an exhibit on horses. And we talk.

“Did you suppress things this week at the Center?” He asks this almost immediately, after he tells me the director still hasn’t made a decision about his punishment.

I bite my lip and glance away, trying to distract myself by examining a prehistoric drawing of a pony. If I admit the truth, Micah might ask me more questions. He might ask why I did it. And even though I know the answer—because I think it’s cruel what the Nation has done to him, because I like being near him, and because I almost certainly care more about him than I should—the idea of telling him all this scares me.

“Yes,” I say, my voice small and timid. “How did you know?”

“It felt different this time,” he explains softly. “It was easier. Less painful.”

I look up at him again. “Then I’m glad,” I tell him. “That was what I hoped for.”

He pauses, and I see the confusion in his face, the way it knits his eyebrows closer together. He’s never had a Sieve suppress feelings to protect him before, I’m sure. He’s only ever had them take from him. He doesn’t quite seem to know what to make of it.

“You know you don’t have to do that, right…?” he asks.

“I know.”

Micah’s quiet a moment as we continue walking, probably guessing correctly the reasons for my suppression, whether I say them out loud or not. I’ve been paper-thin to him since our first Suffering session, after all: he’s always seen through me. Then, as we round a corner, his hand brushes against mine. His fingertips gently graze against my knuckles, testing to see if I pull away.

I don’t.

Instead, I slip my hand into his.

And he smiles.

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Author Amanda Marin

Author Amanda Marin

About the Author
When Amanda was a child, her father traveled frequently for business, always bringing her back a book as a present. Whether she was getting lost in the pages of a tale about far-away knights, girls with supernatural powers, or kindly giants, she was quickly hooked on stories.

Over the years, Amanda has followed her own yellow brick road of reading and writing, and although her adventures haven’t involved sword fights or saving the planet from certain annihilation, they have involved jobs in scholarly publishing and marketing, a modest amount of travel, and a lifelong love of novels.

Amanda holds degrees in English from Salve Regina University and Boston College. Her favorite things include Starbucks lattes, lazy summer afternoons at the beach, and books with characters that make you go “awww.” She lives in New Hampshire with her family and furbaby, Snickers the Poodle.

Where to Find Amanda Marin
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON by R.A. Watt

AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON, a stand-alone young adult paranormal romance, by R.A. Watt. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON by R.A. Watt

AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON by R.A. Watt

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Title: AS SILVER IS TO THE MOON
Author: R.A. Watt
Release Date: April 28, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
New school. First love. A psychotic werewolf that wanted me dead. And it was only week one in Santa Isadora.

For fifteen-year-old Teavan Laurent and his older sister Suzanne, Santa Isadora seemed like a sleepy and idyllic California town to finish high school after their unexpected move west from New York City.

As he struggles to make friends in a town shrouded in secrets, Teavan soon finds himself the target of an irrational tormentor and rumored-to-be werewolf. The revenge-obsessed psycho vows to wipe out Teavan and his small family due to past wrongs beyond Teavan’s control or knowledge. The twisted legacy left to him by his late grandfather brings Teavan at odds with everything he knows to be true—or at least everything he thought to be true.

The impossible truth of the tale begins to gain traction at his first wolf sighting, and Teavan and Suzanne soon find themselves in the crosshairs of the dark and secretive lycan world of Santa Isadora.

Stalked by a legend that shouldn’t exist, Teavan must decide how far he is willing to go to save those that he loves and come to terms with what lurks from within.

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Excerpt #3
Minutes—or hours later—I awoke.

Everything was different.

The evening sounds were incredibly loud, like my ear buds were connected to microphones placed in each garden and tree in the area.

And the smells.

As I lay sideways in the grass and took in a deep breath, I could swear it had been freshly watered then cut just minutes ago. It was overwhelming.

Hunger. My stomach burned, but not with pain now, but with need. Ravenous hunger throttled me awake, and I opened my eyes, blades of grass an inch away as I lay on my side.

Things were not right, but I was feeling better. Much better.

The most delicious scent possible waffled past me. It was like the moment the lid was removed from a freshly cooked roast beef; when the humid aromas escaped the pan’s enclosure and flooded your senses.

I needed to eat it. Now.

I jumped to my feet, and my legs instinctively carried me at lightning speed through the yards and bushes of the street. The scent of roast became more pungent with each step.

Only it was like I was being carried along for the ride; fast, and low to the ground. Willing myself to slow, I looked down and stumbled.

Two giant gray paws stood in the grass.

They moved as I willed them to.

Before I could register the shock, I was running again. My quarry was not far, and my body craved the nourishment it would provide. There was no choice, it was instinctual.

The roast turned out to be a brown rabbit, which I caught off guard and quickly took down under the umbrella of a pine tree. I tore at the fur and meat as it kicked and pulsed in my jaw, nothing had ever tasted so good. All other thoughts vanished to the back of my mind.

More. I needed more. Meat was all I could think of.

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R.A. Watt

R.A. Watt

About the Author
Ryan is a husband and a father of three children. A lover of food, wine, sunshine, skiing, and fiction.

Although his background is in finance, he has always had a love of books, particularly fiction, since a  young age and has been an avid reader ever since. Ryan’s favorite books are deep, engrossing novels that may not necessarily win Pulitzer Prizes, but are difficult to put down.

Reading should be fun, absorbing, and a step away from our ordinary world. No matter what the critics say about the book on your nightstand, if you don’t look forward to reading each night it’s not the right book for you!

 

Where to Find R.A. Watt
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME (Damaged Heart) by Katharina LeBoeuf

LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME, the fourth book in the adult contemporary romance series, Damaged Hearts, by Katharina LeBoeuf. See below for information on the book, buy links, a couple of exclusive teasers, and details on her giveaway.

LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME (Damaged Heart #4) by Katharina LeBoeuf

LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME (Damaged Heart #4) by Katharina LeBoeuf

About the Book
Title: LETTING LOVE CHANGE ME
Series: Damaged Hearts #4
Author: Katharina LeBoeuf
Release Date: April 29, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
More than half of Brody’s life has been filled with abuse and torment. He ran away from home at a young age, deciding that life on the streets would be safer. With no one to hold him back, he spent the summers in California and winters in Colorado, seeking the adrenaline rush he got from shredding waves and fresh powder.

He never expected to fall for a woman who had everything he didn’t know he needed or wanted.

Paige had everything she ever wanted. With the perfect family and a loving boyfriend, life couldn’t be better. When her life is unexpectedly turned upside down, she suddenly finds herself immersed in death and deceit.

In an attempt to make some sense of her now disheveled life, Paige escapes to Aspen where she reconnects with Brody, the surfer with a bad boy persona that she’s been secretly attracted to for years.

When tragedy strikes, Brody’s past collides with his present, ultimately threatening the plans he has for his future. Turning his frustrations on Paige, he allows his self-deprecating past to consume him, and he pushes her away.

Can Paige break through Brody’s walls and convince him that the love they have is enough to conquer the past? Or will the diversity of their lives prove to be too much for even love to break through?

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Author Katharina LeBoeuf

Author Katharina LeBoeuf

About the Author
Katharina LeBoeuf grew up in New Orleans water skiing on the bayous and getting her fill of Cajun food.  She graduated from LSU School of Nursing and currently works as a Registered Nurse.

She loves sitting in her hammock and reading a good book.  On the rare occasion there isn’t a book in her hand, she’s watching her favorite shows like Friends, Seinfeld, The walking Dead, and Criminal Minds on Netflix.  She loves cheering on her boys during their baseball games and attending plays her daughter performs in.  Oh Yeah!  She loves writing too!

Katharina lives in Orlando with her high school sweetheart, three children, a smelly cat named Chester (it’s not his fault) and two dogs named Rhett and Koda.

 

Where to Find Katharina LeBoeuf
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