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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – GLASS HALF FULL (Barflies) by Katia Rose

GLASS HALF FULL Book Blitz

Today is release day for GLASS HALF FULL, the second book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Barflies, by Katia Rose. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

GLASS HALF FULL (Barflies #2) by Katia Rose

GLASS HALF FULL (Barflies #2) by Katia Rose

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: GLASS HALF FULL
Series: Barflies #2
Author: Katia Rose
Release Date: January 8, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
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Synopsis
You win some, you lose some.

Back at home with half a college degree after the fiasco of the century sent her packing, it’s safe to say that Renee Nyobé is losing some. She’s a hot mess, and not the cute kind. No, if hot messes had categories, hers would be ‘littering the stairs of the metro station with your sweaty underwear because you were too busy rushing to the job interview you’re already late for to zip up your yoga bag.’

A job—any job—is just what she needs to get her life back on track, and it might as well be at Montreal’s most famous dive bar, Taverne Toulouse.

Dylan Trottard is winning some. As Taverne Toulouse’s new manager, he’s got one rule for himself: don’t screw up. Following that rule gets a lot harder when the woman he’s spent the past three years trying to forget starts working behind the bar.

They were never supposed to want each other, and they sure as hell aren’t supposed to want each other now. She’s the girl that got away before he even had her, and he’s the guy she didn’t think would ever give her a second glance.

Now they can’t keep their eyes off one another, and the stakes are even higher than before. There’s a lot to lose, but as the pull between them gets harder and harder to ignore, Renee and Dylan start asking how much winning is worth.

Glass Half Full is part of the Barflies series, a set of standalone romantic comedies that chronicle the lives and loves of the staff at a Montreal dive bar.

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Excerpt #2
“I always wondered something,” she continues when it’s clear I can’t speak. “That night, did you…Were you…Did you want to kiss me?”

I wanted to do more than kiss her. I wanted to breathe her in. I wanted to inhale her.

“It would have been a bad idea,” I manage to get out through my clenched jaw. She’s staring up at me through those damn eyelashes, and all I can think about is her mouth, her neck, that inch of her gorgeous bare shoulders I can see before they meet with the edge of her coat.

“I’m glad you didn’t.”

Everything grinds to a halt. 

Shit, shit, shit.

“I’m glad you didn’t,” she repeats, “because I wasn’t ready for you to kiss me then, not like I am now.

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Book 1: THE BAR NEXT DOOR – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
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Author Katia Rose

Author Katia Rose

About the Author
Katia Rose is not much of a Pina Colada person, but she does like getting caught in the rain. She prefers her romance served steamy with a side of smart, and is a sucker for quirky characters. A habit of jetting off to distant countries means she’s rarely in one place for very long, but she calls the frigid northland that is Canada home.

 

 

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Release Day + Giveaway – KEYSTONE by Katie Delahanty

KEYSTONE Prerelease Blitz

Today is release day for KEYSTONE, a standalone young adult scifi romance series, by Katie Delahanty. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

KEYSTONE by Katie Delahanty

KEYSTONE by Katie Delahanty

About the Book
Title: KEYSTONE
Author: Katie Delahanty
Publisher: Entangled Teen
Release Date: January 7, 2020
Genre:
 Young Adult SciFi Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DE | Amazon IT | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
When Ella Karman debuts on the Social Stock Exchange, she finds out life as a high profile “Influencer” isn’t what she expected. Everyone around her is consumed by their rankings, in creating the smoke and mirrors that make them the envy of the world.

But then Ella’s best friend betrays her, her rankings tank, and she loses—everything.

Leaving her old life behind, she joins Keystone, a secret school for thieves, where students are trained to seal everything analog and original because something—or someone—is changing history to suit their needs.

Partnered with the annoyingly hot—and utterly impossible—Garrett Alexander, who has plenty of his own secrets, Ella is forced to return to the Influencer world, while unraveling a conspiracy that began decades ago.

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Excerpt
“But doesn’t being a Disconnect mean no technology? How would anyone even know about me?” I ask.

“We may live off the grid, but it’s important we’re aware of what’s going on in the world. At Keystone, we’re a special legion of Disconnects. Our mission is to steal analog history—to preserve the truth—before corporations and the government can alter the past to benefit their personal futures. We’re in danger of entering a Digital Dark Age, where the only information available is digital. Tape recordings, printed books, films, photographs—proof of history—are decaying and becoming scarce. Digital information is easy to tamper with, and there are forces at work that want current society to reflect their version of the past.” Allard sips her tea before continuing.

“Often, we’re after priceless works that are protected by the latest technology, so we have to understand tech even though we don’t use it ourselves. We have internet access in the Crypt—that’s our code-breaking library—and the TMI-feed is likely a guilty pleasure for some of the girls. They watch the Networks—they have to. For your Initiation Heist, you’ll be asked to go under cover in Influencer society, and you’ll need to know how to fit in—and how to hide in plain sight.”

“Initiation Heist?” I almost choke on my tea, the cup rattling in my trembling hands at having to reenter society.

“It’s the final test before becoming a full-fledged Keystone member with access to our top-level secrets, but don’t worry,” Allard says. “You’ll have plenty of time to learn our ways—and you’ll participate in a heist as an assistant to an Initiate—before you’re asked to lead a heist the following year.”

“Lead a heist?” My eyes bulge. “Right.”

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Author Katie Delahanty

Author Katie Delahanty

About the Author
Katie lives in Los Angeles with her husband, twin daughters, and son. Growing up in Pittsburgh, she loved old movies and playing dress up, but never considered telling stories of her own until she was asked to start a blog for the sleepwear company she worked for. Unsure what to say about lingerie, she wrote a fictional serial about a girl chasing her costume design dreams who fell in love with a rock star along the way. And that’s when Katie fell in love with storytelling. That blog became The Brightside Series and she’s been waking before dawn to write ever since..

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – SOMETHING WICKED (Something Wicked) by Nicole M. Rubino

SOMETHING WICKED Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for SOMETHING WICKED, the first book in the young adult paranormal romance series, Something Wicked, by Nicole M. Rubino. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SOMETHING WICKED (Something Wicked #1) by Nicole M. Rubino

SOMETHING WICKED (Something Wicked #1) by Nicole M. Rubino

About the Book
Title: SOMETHING WICKED
Series: Something Wicked #1
Author: Nicole M. Rubino
Release Date: November 26, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
A break-up and a car accident are no way to begin your seventeenth birthday.

For Theo Montgomery, that is exactly how it began. Her bad luck turns worse when she returns home from a school dance to find her home engulfed in flames – with her parents still inside.

Theo is sent to live with her estranged aunt, Elizabeth, in Salem, Massachusetts. Salem proves to offer many new discoveries, one of those being that Theo, like her aunt, is a witch. A witch who must keep her magic in check, lest the Town’s witch hunters discover that magic has returned to the world after more than three hundred years. But how can she navigate a new school, new magical powers and avoid the witch hunters, when she finds herself enjoying the company of one?

Trystan de Lancre is a dangerous witch hunter and the only son of the Salem witch hunter clan leader, the notorious Joseph de Lancre. Despite his growing feelings for Theo, Trystan has his own reasons for getting close to her – and they are far from romantic. Yet, Trystan isn’t the only one keeping secrets. Theo knows her aunt is hiding something, something linked to the tragedy that happened in Salem long ago, and to Theo, herself.

Salem’s dark past rises to haunt Theo and the present-day witches, unraveling a shocking revelation: the true cause of the Salem Witch Trials.

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Excerpt #2
Trystan saw her before she saw him.

It was a happy coincidence that he had been driving through Town when he saw her inside a black Jeep and trailed her until she’d found a spot somewhere along Essex Street, not once losing sight of her.

How could he miss her? Those strikingly pale eyes shaded by dark lashes, opposing her incredibly fair skin and long, equally dark hair. She was like a walking yin-yang, conflicting shades of black and white; shadows and snowfall.

Her scent still lingered in his car, a faint smell of jasmine. It had been nearly two days, but every time Trystan entered his beloved Camaro, he was instantly inundated with the intoxicating aroma that was Theo. Some perfumes included jasmine undertones, but this was something else entirely; not a perfume-just Theo. Now that he knew she was a witch, he wondered if her persistent scent was part of some spell.

His plan was simple. He would continue to get close to her. Watch her for any signs that she could use magic, as his father had instructed. Perhaps he could charm her enough to let her guard down and divulge information about Elizabeth. After all, she barely knew her aunt: the loyalty there was still fragile.

Trystan thought if he could prove Elizabeth was responsible for murdering his mother, not only would his father spare Theo, as she played no part in that, but in addition, Theo would turn on her aunt. He might be a hunter, but he still didn’t want to see any harm come to the little witch. All he had to do was get inside her head.

The way she is already inside yours? a nasty voice inside his head hissed.

Trystan shuddered; trying to shake the memory of the dream he had the other night-if you could even call it a dream. He had been in the gym in the basement of his home, working through his frustrations, when suddenly, he found himself in the middle of the ocean. He saw Theo floating seamlessly with the gentle waves. She was radiant, as if in her element, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

He didn’t know why he had spoken the words he declared to her, but he knew with every ounce of his being that they were absolutely true. She was anything but ordinary. He awoke just as quickly, finding himself back in his home gym, except about an hour had passed.

As Trystan waited in his car, he spotted Theo entering the famous witch shop, Hex. He rolled his eyes. How predictable. Hex was famous. There was another shop in New Orleans.

He was just about to open the door to follow her in, when his passenger door opened, and someone climbed in the passenger’s seat.

A veil of pale hair was visible from the corner of his eye. “Grace,” he said through gritted teeth.

“Hi, handsome.” Her almond shaped black eyes searched his face. “Miss me?”

“Like a headache,” he replied. He had avoided Grace since returning from Boston. His brief experience of dating her was akin to dating the Queen of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland. She was impulsive and spoiled. But most of all, she was completely insane.

She laughed. “Well, from what I remember, you enjoyed a little bit of pain,” she smiled wickedly. “So, I guess I should take that as a compliment.”

“What do you want, Grace? I’m busy,” Trystan replied, not bothering to conceal his aggravation.

“If stalking witches is the new definition for busy, then you must be overwhelmed. We could be ‘busy’ doing something else.” Grace leaned over, revealing too much skin through her low-cut shirt. Trystan rolled his eyes: Typical Grace, dressing like a prim and proper Puritan at school then dressing for attention afterward.

Her sickeningly sweet perfume filled his nostrils, causing him to shift away from her. Grace noticed and eyed him coolly, the barest hint of fury in her black eyes.

She made a sound of disgust. “So, it’s true. You are in love with that thing.” She spat the last word out as if her tongue was on fire and getting it out of her mouth would give her some relief.

“In love? I barely know her.” This time, Trystan leaned toward her, causing her to shift back. “Tell your insipid father to stop spreading rumors,” he said angrily.

Grace’s father, Dr. Brian Hopkins, was known to plant seeds of discord and make allegations against the other witch hunting families, especially considering they were hierarchal, and the de Lancre’s and the Hopkins’ continuously challenged each other for the top rank. Dr. Hopkins had probably seen Trystan with Theo and was the snitch who had told his father.

Grace’s mouth twitched; he could see the rage building in her face. She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt with a force that startled him and yanked him towards her.

“Take care of the witch, or I will,” Grace said, every single word dripping with malice. She released her grip on his shirt and smoothed one hand down her long silky blonde hair. She took a deep breath, transforming into the cool and collected girl she outwardly displayed. “And,” she began, her voice turning soft and coy like a little girl, “you know how much I love to play with my things.”

He heard the door pop open and slam shut, leaving only Grace’s threat behind.

Trystan knew Grace was referring to torture. All witch hunting families had their personal histories of brutalization, but the present-day Hopkins clan actually took pride in their techniques and revered their ancestors for their brilliancy. Trystan had learned that Matthew Hopkins, the self-proclaimed “Witchfinder General” and one of the earliest witch hunters, had resorted to unspeakable methods of horror.

At one point, obtaining a confession through torture was outlawed in England, but sleep deprivation was not considered a form of torture. Matthew Hopkins had used sleep deprivation to coax a confession out of one of his victims, keeping the poor woman awake for days. He was brilliant and sadistic, and it seemed Grace had inherited her ancestor’s penchant for causing pain and suffering.

Grace threatening to make Theo her “plaything” had awakened the sense of protectiveness Trystan had experienced last night in his father’s study. He didn’t understand why he felt the overwhelming urge to protect her. Trystan laughed as he recalled Grace mentioning that he was “in love.”

Love just wasn’t in the cards for him. His father would see to it that he married Grace, keeping the families interlocked to breed more “purebred” witch hunters. His father had married his mother out of the same arrangement. Trystan could have other lovers on the side–it was no secret that his father kept his own bed warm with the company of other women even before his mother’s death-which had been another reason for Trystan to despise him. But he knew he would never have the love he had read about in books. He could never love someone the way Edgar Allan Poe had loved Annabelle Lee.

Besides, as he’d told Grace, he barely knew Theo. He thought she was beautiful, sure, but there was a stark difference between lust and love. He was confident that whatever urge that drove him to seek her out would dissipate once he finally slept with her, as it had done with all the others.

Glancing back across the street, it was time to set his plan in motion. Taking a deep breath, he got out of the car and walked across the street into Hex.

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Author Nicole M. Rubino

Author Nicole M. Rubino

About the Author
Hello! I’m Nicole Rubino, author of Something Wicked, the first in a four-book series about witches, witch hunters, and everything in between!

I fondly remember Roald Dahl’s James and the Giant Peach as the first book that took me on an adventure, and so, I fell in love with reading and writing fantasy. Another one of my favorite books by Dahl should come as no surprise: The Witches.

My equal love for history propelled me to dive further into the witch hunts throughout Europe and the witch hunts in Salem, which is where I got the idea for my debut novel.

Authors I love and whom inspire me are Leigh Bardugo, Holly Black, Sarah J. Maas, Jay Kristoff and Pierce Brown.

 

 

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Where to Find Nicole M. Rubino
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – STRANDED AT NIGHT (California Express) by Rebekah Dodson

STRANDED AT NIGHT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for STRANDED AT NIGHT, the first book in the adult romantic suspense series, California Express, by Rebekah Dodson. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

STRANDED AT NIGHT (California Express #1) by Rebekah Dodson

STRANDED AT NIGHT (California Express #1) by Rebekah Dodson

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: STRANDED AT NIGHT
Series: California Express #1
Author: Rebekah Dodson
Release Date: January 4, 2020
Genre: Adult Romantic Suspense
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Synopsis
Two days after Christmas, two in the afternoon, two passengers must face the storm to prevail against the darkness.

Maggie Espinoza needs to get away from Portland, Oregon, from a blown out past and a bleak future. She figures taking the Express train to balmy Southern California to start over is just what she needs. Two days after Christmas while everyone is preparing for the New Year, she makes her escape during the worst blizzard the state has ever seen.

Jesse Cabot senses a darkness in fellow passenger Maggie when he sits next to her on the train.

Why is she so haunted and broken?

When the train suddenly stops in the middle of the blizzard weird things start to happen.

Random disappearances, an assault, a body in the snow.

It becomes clear it’s up to Jesse and Maggie to find the culprit or face the music on the stranded California Express.

 

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Excerpt
Jesse hoisted himself on top of a stack of suitcases and his legs swung under him. Maggie continually surprised him and had been strong this entire time, but he should have known this was coming. It was in her file, after all. 

Why hadn’t he been prepared?

He flipped his phone out and lit up the flashlight, setting it upside down so he could see her better. The baggage car was pitch black otherwise and utterly freezing. 

Exhaling heavily, Maggie leaned back against some backpacks and nearly slumped down. She clutched the shoulder strap of a bag until her knuckles turned white. She said nothing, but Jesse knew this would get worse before it got better. He waited. 

He watched as Maggie’s panic erupted into rage. Her face purpled again, and she heaved for breath, but this time she was pacing up and down the far end of the car – away from the bodies.

“What did he do?” she asked the nearly empty car. “He was innocent!”

“Perhaps he saw something…” Jesse offered, but clammed up when she glared at him. 

“He didn’t deserve it!” she shrieked. “Beth, oh God, his sister. What if she finds him? We have to go back… we have to…” she paused suddenly and fiddled with the pocket of her coat. She finally yanked out her vape pen and sucked heavily, exhaling an acrid plume of marijuana. 

Jesse coughed and waved the vapor away from him.  

“Feel better?” he asked her, mostly sarcastically. “And is now really the time to be getting high?”

She glared at him with a venomous look of ‘shut up.’ He could take a hint. 

A few more puffs and she stilled, finally sinking to the floor and pulling her knees to her chest. 

Jesse leapt down from his perch and finally rushed over to her, pulling her into his arms. He wasn’t sure if he should, but he didn’t know what else to do. He’d seen more than a few dead bodies in his time, but he wasn’t ready to divulge that to Maggie. 

He should have known it would trigger her – most people wouldn’t be okay with seeing a freshly dead body, and why would she be any different?

She’d been okay with the bodies in the snow, with seeing the fatal gunshot wounds, but Damon had been different. He saw it in her face; she knew what killed him, just like she knew what killed Nick. 

He also suspected he knew what was in that syringe, but the question really was, did she?

“Nick… Jay… Maurice… Damon…” the way she murmured the names of the dead pierced his heart. 

He gulped hard, trying to hold her, knowing it wouldn’t, or rather shouldn’t, make a difference. He felt like an asshole because as she shook under his grasp, all he wanted to do was kiss her. 

Distracting him, she clung to him and trembled through her panic attack, and he wondered again who had damaged her so much that she would react like this. While there were other people on the train were mostly blissfully unaware of all the carnage, Maggie seemed to be taking it worse than the others, and yet another murder – plus losing the engine car – was shaping up to be hell on earth. But something told him it wasn’t just about the body – whether it was his instinctive intuition, or his years of training, he didn’t know. But she was smart, capable, and curious – he needed her to help solve these murders, if they were going to get to the bottom of this and try to get rescued. 

“Maggie?” He brushed her hair away from her face. “Are you all right?”

To his surprise, she reached up and braced against his shoulders and pushed him away. 

Caught off guard, he stumbled backwards and tripped over a suitcase. Catching himself before it was too late, he stepped over it and landed on his feet.

“Who are you?” She screamed at him, wrapping her arms around her in the freezing cold emptiness of the baggage car. 

“I told you I’m a—” 

“Yeah, a builder from Haiti, and a tattoo artist; which is complete and utter bullshit.”

Jesse’s left eye twitched. Had she pegged him already? He’d clearly underestimated her. 

She held up her hand. “One, you have a gun. Not a regular one people around these parts carry.”

“Everyone has a gun these days,” he tried to protest.

“Two, you are so formal when you talk – not like an idiot from California.”

“I’m not from here…”

“And that’s another thing. Your accent? Totally fake. And this?” She stalked forward and tried to snatch his sunglasses from his face. “What are you hiding behind this…”

He couldn’t have her uncovering at least one of his secrets, maybe the least deadly of them all. But she was in for a surprise if she thought she’d guessed everything. He side stepped her nimbly, and reaching out, snatched her arm and spun her around, pinning her hand behind her back and shoving her against the baggage. She yelped as he did, and his other hand pressed her face against the luggage. He was careful to only apply a gentle amount of pressure, so he didn’t hurt her. 

“I’m not just a simple builder, but you’re not an art major, either,” he hissed into her ear. 

He expected her to fight, to break free, maybe even take a swing at him – which she’d miss of course. He’d had a few years of training and was faster, smarter, and as a last resort, he had a weapon. She did not. 

Instead, she froze, and all he could hear was her breath coming ragged again. Her spine stiffened, and he knew she was going right back into a panic attack. 

Jesus Christ, who could have done this to her? he thought, and at her distress he immediately let her go and stepped back. 

He expected her to collapse again, but instead, her eyes flashed at him as she turned around. 

“I said don’t fucking touch me!” She launched herself at him, and the full force of her body slammed him to the cold, metal ground. 

“What are you hiding?” she yelled, shaking his shoulder. “You have a gun … you can shoot… Are you a fucking cop? Who. Are. You?”

He let her straddle him with his arms pinned to his sides – better for now she didn’t know he could kill her in a dozen different ways if he wanted – but he certainly wasn’t expecting her to reach down and rip his sunglasses away and toss them into a corner. The gasp that rolled over her didn’t shock him, in fact, he should have anticipated it. Even his own boss at the agency was uncomfortable looking at him most days. He’d grown so accustomed to wearing his sunglasses everywhere they were like a second skin, now. 

Maggie scrambled off him slowly and turned and slid to the ground, grasping the cold, metal floor beneath her. In the light from Jesse’s cellphone, her cold breath expelled in airy puffs. “Your eyes…” 

Realizing she was smarter than he thought, just based on the fact she’d let him hold her a few minutes ago but then flipped at a moment’s notice, he waited. He knew well enough when an intelligent criminal was about to confess, and part of him was excited she was so close. It was either that, or she was just plain crazy. But in all his years he hadn’t been wrong about a case.

If only he didn’t want to protect her, to save her. He’d never fallen for a suspect, and he wanted to curse at these feelings she’d awoken in him. He hated himself for how he felt, but he couldn’t deny it. 

Did she feel the same way?  

He crawled over and sat next to her, pulling one knee to his chest. 

“It’s called heterochromia iridium, in case you’re wondering,” he told her gently. “One blue, one brown. It’s hereditary, or so I’m told.”

“Who are you?” she asked again, looking at him. “No more lies.”

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Author Rebekah Dodson

Author Rebekah Dodson

About the Author
Rebekah Dodson is a prolific author of over 30 romance, fantasy, and science fiction novels. Her works include the series Postcards from Paris, #1 bestselling Curse of Lanval series, Life After Us series, and several stand alone novels and short stories. She has been writing her whole life, with her first published work of historical fiction with 4H Clubs of America at the age of 12, and poetry at the age of 16 with the National Poetry Society. With an extensive academic background including education, history, psychology and English, she currently works as a college professor by day and a writer by night.

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – SHADOWED (Shadow and Moon) by Michelle Areaux

SHADOWED Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for SHADOWED, the first book in the young adult paranormal romance series, Shadow and Moon, by Michelle Areaux. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SHADOWED (Shadow and Moon #1) by Michelle Areaux

SHADOWED (Shadow and Moon #1) by Michelle Areaux

About the Book
Title: SHADOWED
Series: The Shadow and Moon Series #1
Author: Michelle Areaux
Publisher: Kingston Publishing Company
Release Date: January 2, 2020
Genre:
 Young Adult Paranormal Romance
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Synopsis
Sixteen-year-old Henley Abbott is just trying to make it through high school in the small town of Edison, Washington where she has lived her entire life. Constantly feeling alone, she’s surprised when she finds herself intrigued by the new boy in town, Cohen Davenport.

With the entire town talking about the new and secretive family, Henley refuses to join in on the rumors swirling about them and attempts to keep her distance.

However, as Cohen becomes intrigued by Henley, the pair seems to find a spark in a kindling friendship.

As the intensity of their relationship builds, Henley discovers a dark secret plaguing Cohen and his elusive family. He reveals a twisted past that has kept his family on the run…for decades.

Cohen should keep his distance. It is too dangerous to bring Henley into his life, but he can’t stay away from her.

And, Henley doesn’t want him to.

As Henley overcomes her own fears and trepidations, she finds herself engrossed in a battle that could destroy them both. Only their connection could help them all survive.

Intensely romantic and extremely thrilling, this novel will pull readers in from the very first page.

Fans of Twilight, The Guardian Series, and the Marked Saga will instantly fall in love with this new paranormal series.

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Excerpt #2
As much as I liked to pretend, I wasn’t completely and totally intrigued by the thought of new people moving here; I couldn’t control myself. I tried to convince myself it was all because of my mom; but as I stood there, whispering the words, I knew there was no fooling myself. 

“Henley, don’t you know it’s not polite to stare?” she asked, but her own hypocritical words hung heavy in the air as she raced to join me in the living room again. 

Standing next to me, we watched intently as the driver’s side door opened. With large eyes, we strained to get a glimpse of who would be our new neighbor. To our surprise, the rest of the car doors opened and the family emerged. 

A tall man with dark hair closed the driver’s side door as a woman emerged from the passenger’s side. The back two doors opened and three teens, roughly around my age, tumbled out. A girl with short, dark hair and legs-for-days gave the house a disgusted look. A boy who seemed to be uninterested in it all, stared down into his phone, which he held tightly in his grip. Finally, a tall boy with the same dark hair stood behind the rest of his family. With his hands tucked deep into his jeans pockets, he seemed reluctant to move any closer to the house. 

“Well, they look like a nice family,” my mom said. I turned to look at her and I could see the eagerness twinkling in her baby blues to get to her phone and be the first one to spill the news that the new neighbors had arrived. 

It was almost like they had landed in a spaceship and were from outer space!

“Maybe,” I grumbled, still unsure about these people. 

Suddenly, the boy, standing alone behind his family, turned and caught me snooping on them. Our eyes connected for a brief moment before he gave me an angry snarl that had me stumbling backward. 

What was that? 

“I need to go call Susan,” my mom stated, as she rushed to the kitchen to retrieve her phone. 

I dared to look back out the window again; and when I did, the entire family was gone. 

Just disappeared, like they had never been standing there in the first place. 

I blinked, just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. When I looked again, the SUV was still parked along the curb, but the family was gone. 

Lights glowed from inside  the house. 

“That’s weird,” I said aloud to myself. How did they have time to get inside and turn on the lights? I literally just turned around for a second. 

I shook my head, unsure of what to think. Peeking out of the window again, something in the far, second-floor window caught my attention. As my gaze moved up, I felt my cheeks burn and nervous energy flow through me. As my gaze finally landed on the window, I caught a pair of red eyes staring back at me. It was the same boy who had given me the nasty stare just moments before. 

I closed the curtains and took a step back. My heart was racing so fast, I feared it might jump right out of my chest. With labored breathing, I slowly walked into the kitchen where my mom was blabbing the news to anyone who would listen. 

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Author Michelle Areaux

Author Michelle Areaux

About the Author
Janet is a Scot who moved to New Zealand fifteen years ago. Among other things, she’s been an artist, a teacher, a security guard at a castle, a magazine editor, and a cleaner in a drop in center for drug addicts (NOT the best job!). She now writes full-time and is working on her 19th book. Her books have won several awards, including the Daphne du Maurier award for excellence in mystery and suspense. When she isn’t living in her head, she raises two kids, one husband, and several random animals. She survives on chocolate and caffeine.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find Michelle Areaux
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE MOVE (Creek Water) by Whitney Dineen

THE MOVE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE MOVE, the second book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, Creek Water, by Whitney Dineen. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE MOVE (Creek Water #2) by Whitney Dineen

THE MOVE (Creek Water #2) by Whitney Dineen

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
THE MOVE
Series: Creek Water #2
Author: Whitney Dineen
Release Date: January 1, 2020
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DE | Amazon IT

Synopsis
When Lexi Blake was twelve years old, a fortune teller gave her the following cryptic message:

In your thirtieth year, once the dog jumps over you, your life will change in the most unexpected ways.

Lexi is thirty now and the following unexpected things have occurred:

•While walking through Central Park enjoying a beautiful fall day, Lexi eats dirt when a careless dog owner throws a frisbee at her head. A dog jumps over her.
•Lexi gets a promotion that pays less than her current job.
•Her crush announces that he’s engaged.
•Her apartment turns condo and she can’t afford the down payment.

In order to escape her bad luck, she takes a vacation to visit a good friend in Creek Water, Missouri. But as it turns out, fate has a lot more in store for Lexi Blake.

Will a good friend, an unexpected love interest, and a historic house have her scrapping her plans and moving to a small town on the banks of the Mississippi River? Find out in the delightfully funny rom-com that’s sure to make you believe in happy endings!

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Excerpt #3
“What’s goin’ on with you? You’re acting as jumpy as a bullfrog during hunting season.” I have to stop and think about that one. I’m not sure why a bullfrog would be jumpy during hunting season unless you were hunting bullfrogs. Oh, my god, do they eat frogs down here? I involuntarily shudder at the thought. 

I ignore his question. When we reach the third floor, I say again, “No need to walk me to the door.”

He ignores me now and trails after me. Once we get to Bertie’s door, I thank Beau for what I hope is the final time. “Goodnight, and thanks again.” I sound more annoyed than grateful.

He still doesn’t seem to be ready to walk away. Instead, he turns me so I’m facing him. What I see in his eyes makes my knees go so weak I almost keel over. He pulls me closer, and as his mouth hovers a mere whisper above mine, he tells me in a low voice, “I had a wonderful day, Lexi. Thank you very much.”

Then, hand to God, the man leans down and kisses me so tenderly, so heart-meltingly, I forget to be outraged and pull away, or smack him for his impertinence. Instead, I lean into him and encourage him. It is the best, most tantalizing kiss I’ve ever been party to in my whole life, and it’s all I can do not to jump into his arms and devour him whole.

The encounter lasts for a very long time. It begins as a peck, turns the corner on a respectable first date smooch, and quickly enters territory that I’m sure is full of signs that read Danger! Violators Will be Towed! and Trespassers Will be Shot! On and on it goes and I do nothing to stop it. In fact, it’s Beau who finally pulls away.

When he does, we’re leaning on each other with both of us panting for more. He finally manages to say, “Come down to the office at nine in the morning and we’ll drive over to the house together for the inspection.”

I make this sort of grunting, growling sound that’s meant to mean, “okay,” but I’m not sure it’s successful. Beau takes the keys out of my hands and opens the door for me. Then he kisses me again, quicker this time, before turning to walk back down the hall.

I have no idea what just happened. Well, I mean, I know what happened, but I don’t know why I allowed it to happen. I don’t believe in fooling around with someone who’s already taken, so I need to make sure whatever it was, there isn’t a repeat performance. 

If Regina’s taught me one thing, it’s that women are a sisterhood, and we owe it to one another to have each other’s backs, no matter what kind of temptation Beau Frothingham is. And while I know this in my bones, my imagination takes flight, and it only occurs to me later that I am not angry at Beau one little bit. What does that mean? More destiny at play in the universe or just my fantasies taking flight? 

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Book 1: THE EVENT
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Author W.B. Dineen

Author W.B. Dineen

About the Author
Whitney loves to laugh, play with her kids, bake, and eat french fries — not always in that order. Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.  She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.

Gold Medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2017.
Silver medal winner at the International Readers’ Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.
Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.
Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.
Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017
Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017

 

.Where to Find W.B. Dineen
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Prerelease Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – KEYSTONE by Katie Delahanty

KEYSTONE Prerelease Blitz

Welcome to the prerelease blitz for KEYSTONE, a standalone young adult scifi romance series, by Katie Delahanty, releasing January 7, 2020. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

KEYSTONE by Katie Delahanty

KEYSTONE by Katie Delahanty

About the Book
Title: KEYSTONE
Author: Katie Delahanty
Publisher: Entangled Teen
Release Date: January 7, 2020
Genre:
 Young Adult SciFi Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Amazon DE | Amazon IT | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
When Ella Karman debuts on the Social Stock Exchange, she finds out life as a high profile “Influencer” isn’t what she expected. Everyone around her is consumed by their rankings, in creating the smoke and mirrors that make them the envy of the world.

But then Ella’s best friend betrays her, her rankings tank, and she loses—everything.

Leaving her old life behind, she joins Keystone, a secret school for thieves, where students are trained to seal everything analog and original because something—or someone—is changing history to suit their needs.

Partnered with the annoyingly hot—and utterly impossible—Garrett Alexander, who has plenty of his own secrets, Ella is forced to return to the Influencer world, while unraveling a conspiracy that began decades ago.

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Crawling out of the lake, I sprawl on the beach, sucking in precious air for as long as I dare. Still breathless, I limp into the woods. My temples throb and I long to return to the house and climb into bed, to huddle under the blankets until the shivering stops. Last chance to keep my old life. I could come out of this a survivor. My parents would be so proud… Once the story hit the Networks, my Influencer status would be reinstated—especially now that everyone who knew my family’s secret is…dead. 

Isn’t that convenient?

I don’t dwell on who’s behind the explosion. Maybe part of me already knows the truth, but I’m not ready for it. Instead, the final fleeting glimpse I had of my best friend, Deena, her blond hair whipping across her face right before the blast, assaults me. 

Doubling over, I swallow the sickness rising my throat, shutting my eyes against her. We weren’t speaking, but she didn’t deserve this. None of them did. Tears bubble down my cheeks. Dropping to my knees, I stare up at the starry sky, an irrevocable ache seeping through me. How can I be in this world without them? Wherever they are, can they see me? The universe is endless, and the stars shine down without even a wink.

A voice arrives on the breeze from the lake, its nearness sobering me. For the plan to work, the world needs to believe I’m dead. But if I stick to the plan I can never go back. That truth should terrify me, but I’m already overwhelmed. Besides, there’s nothing left to go back to. Not without Adam. He was the only one who made me feel like I mattered. Breathing deep, I heave myself to my feet and drag myself deeper into the woods. I have no home. I have to keep going.

The old me would have ordered a car to drive me from Lake Tahoe to the Sequoia National Forest, but the Disconnects offered me refuge on the condition I wouldn’t be tracked. Starting now, I’m invisible. They were supposed to send a guide, but he never showed up, and it’s pure luck I stumble upon the bikes, sneakers, and hooded sweatshirt hidden behind a tree. Taking it as a sign I’ve made the right decision, I yelp. Choking back the cry, I tug the sweatshirt over my dress with shaking hands. In the pocket I find a tube of glittery, gold paint and draw a haphazard zigzag over half my face to disguise my identity from facial-recognition cameras. The mark of a Disconnect.

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Author Katie Delahanty

Author Katie Delahanty

About the Author
Katie lives in Los Angeles with her husband, twin daughters, and son. Growing up in Pittsburgh, she loved old movies and playing dress up, but never considered telling stories of her own until she was asked to start a blog for the sleepwear company she worked for. Unsure what to say about lingerie, she wrote a fictional serial about a girl chasing her costume design dreams who fell in love with a rock star along the way. And that’s when Katie fell in love with storytelling. That blog became The Brightside Series and she’s been waking before dawn to write ever since..

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Where to find Katie Delahanty
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – A MAD REED SECURITY CHRISTMAS (Reed Security) by Giulia Lagomarsino

A MAD REED SECURITY CHRISTMAS Cover Reveal

Welcome to the book blitz for A MAD REED SECURITY CHRISTMAS, the twentieth book in the adult contemporary romance/romantic suspense series, Reed Security, by Giulia Lagomarsino. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

A MAD REED SECURITY CHRISTMAS (Reed Security #20) by Giulia Lagomarsino

A MAD REED SECURITY CHRISTMAS (Reed Security #20) by Giulia Lagomarsino

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Title: A MAD REED SECURITY CHRISTMAS
Series: Reed Security #20
Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Release Date: December 18, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense/Holiday Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
Because Daddy set out traps to catch those f^@kers
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care
In hopes that grenades would soon be in there
The children were nestled, all snug in their beds
While visions of weapons danced in their heads
And Mama in her nightie and I in my boxers
Had just settled down for a fun night together
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter
I sprang from my bed to grab my Sig Sauer
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Covered my junk and threw Mama her pants…

 

 

 

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“What’s the plan?” Ice asked.

“That’s up to Chance,” I replied. “You plan to get married out of town, where we don’t have every available resource. But I won’t tell you that we can’t do it. Inevitably, it’s up to you.”

“That’s insane,” Alec spat. “We know this guy is coming for us and we’re going to leave ourselves in the open?”

“Or we use it as an opportunity to draw him out,” Chris suggested.

“You want to start a battle at my wedding?” Chance asked.

“Maybe we should-”

“I like it,” Chance grinned. “I mean, if you tell Morgan I said that, I’ll deny the hell out of it. But that sounds like a very…eventful wedding.”

“You can’t be serious,” I said in shock.

“Why not?” Chance shrugged with a little grin. “I mean, Coop’s been in hiding for how long now? I’m sure Cazzo’s ready to put his father-in-law in the ground, and it gives all of us a chance to have a little fun.”

“Hell yeah,” Cazzo grunted.

“You guys are certifiable,” I said in exasperation. “Do you have any idea what kind of planning is required to pull that off?”

“Cap,” Derek grinned, “isn’t that what we’re trained to do?”

“Well, yeah, but this is at someone’s wedding. Our wives will be there. Some of them are pregnant. Do you really want to put them in that kind of danger? Not to mention our kids!”

“The pregnant ladies have to stay behind,” Sinner said.

“Right, I’ll let you tell Maggie that.”

“Maggie’s pregnant?” The shock in his voice matched the paleness of his skin. “Shit, Cap. Why can’t you just keep it in your pants for five f^@king minutes?”

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Author Giulia Lagomarsino

Author Giulia Lagomarsino

About the Author
I’m a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, “No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book.” I didn’t think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn’t already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven’t been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.

Where to Find Giulia Lagomarsino
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – IF YOU’RE READING THIS by Alex Tveit

IF YOU’RE READING THIS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for IF YOU’RE READING THIS, a stand-alone young adult contemporary, by Alex Tveit. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

IF YOU'RE READING THIS by Alex Tveit

IF YOU’RE READING THIS by Alex Tveit

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Title:
IF YOU’RE READING THIS
Author: Alex Tveit
Release Date: December 2019
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
The last thing that sixteen-year-old Petter expects while sitting on an airplane is an email from his father. Especially since his dad died of cancer five weeks earlier.

As if that emotional rollercoaster wasn’t enough, Petter’s mother thinks it’s a good idea to move them across the world from Norway to her childhood home outside of Boston.

Using emails sent from beyond the grave, Petter’s father tries to remain a source of guidance and life lessons for his son. Hidden among these teachings are also clues leading Petter out on an adventure. The last one that he would ever have with his father.

Then Petter meets Max. She joins him on his quest and becomes a bright spark of color in a world that moments before seemed very grey.

IF YOU’RE READING THIS…, a contemporary YA novel is complete at 85,000 words, and may appeal to fans of John Green.

 

 

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“It’s ALIVE! You awake Norseman?” her text said.

He wrote back, “You do realize that it’s afternoon?”

“Details, details. Yesterday I was an early bird. Today, I prefer to be an owl. Who wants that stupid worm anyways. Early birds can have it!”

“Agreed. Unless they are gummy worms, in which case it pays to be the early bird.”

“True! Wise words indeed. How was your day?” 

“Ever have a dream that left you short of breath and drenched in sweat? Well, that’s how my day started out. Short of that, helped Otto move some books, and he actually gave me a book my father gave him. I am still amazed that he did that. Oh yeah, and I got a spam email from my father. Just hope nothing is wrong with his email account.” 

“Wow. All that before noon. Let’s get back to the dream in a minute. Forward the email. Let’s make sure that there wasn’t anything fishy about it.” 

Petter sent the email to her and lay down on the bed on his side. Someone should really make a keyboard that makes for comfortable in bed use, he thought.

“So, the book,” Max started. “What was it?”

“It’s a translation to English of Meditations, by Marcus Aurelius, the Roman emperor,” he wrote back.

Petter stretched out on the bed as his screen showed Max typing back. He was stiff from lifting those books up and down the ladder. It had been a while since he worked out. Ever since his dad got sick.

The typing paused and was all of a sudden replaced by a request for a Hangouts video call. Before thinking, Petter had accepted. In front of him, Max with a morning face was scrambling in front of her laptop, furiously typing something. 

“Max? You okay?” Petter asked. He had to keep himself from laughing. Her serious face combined with the crazy hair was just too much.

She finally realized that he had accepted and looked up into the camera, seeing from the mirth on his face that she wasn’t really presentable. In a split second, she seemed to go from wondering if she should care to deciding that it wasn’t important.

“Petter. Petter with t’s and lots of r’s. Your dad’s email. It’s not gibberish. Not even spam. It’s a puzzle! A puzzle, my Dear Watson. Your father was a tricky trickster! The email is encoded.”  

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Author Alex Tveit

Author Alex Tveit

About the Author
Alex Tveit grew up just outside of Oslo, Norway. He currently lives in Toronto, Canada and has authored several children’s books, as well as other works of fiction and non-fiction.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – SECRET ADMIRER’S CHRISTMAS WISH No. 2 by Dariel Raye

SECRET ADMIRER'S CHRISTMAS WISH No. 2 Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for SECRET ADMIRER’S CHRISTMAS WISH No. 2, the second book in the adult contemporary holiday romance series, Secret Admirer’s Christmas, by USA Today bestselling author, Dariel Raye. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SECRET ADMIRER'S CHRISTMAS WISH No. 2 by Dariel Raye

SECRET ADMIRER’S CHRISTMAS WISH No. 2 by Dariel Raye

About the Book
Title: SECRET ADMIRER’S CHRISTMAS WISH No. 2
Series: Secret Admirer’s Christmas Wish #2
Author: Dariel Raye
Release Date: November 10, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Holiday romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
When a former ugly duckling and the former class heart-throb come together as adults, they find out they have more in common than they realized.

Glenda Shaw knows firsthand what it’s like to be an ugly duckling, and now, she is roped into helping to organize her tenth-year class reunion. The speaker this year is none other than Hunter Teegs, the object of her dreams since their sophomore year in high school. She’s a dedicated social worker with a heart the size of Texas, but her hectic schedule doesn’t allow much time for dating or entertainment.

Hunter Teegs is a self-made financial powerhouse with a boatload of charisma and a winning sense of humor. He’s also a notorious womanizer and heartbreaker. He has no interest in settling down any time soon, if ever. To make matters worse, he has recently noticed details from his childhood that cause him to question everyone and everything he’s come to believe.

When Glenda and Hunter are brought together again, fireworks nearly knock both of them off their feet, and not necessarily in a good way. Glenda knows more than one secret about Hunter, and sharing the most crucial one could mean the end of their relationship before it even gets started.

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Glenda felt the heat from Hunter’s hand on her lower back. The way he’d looked at her! It astounded her. Yes, she had grown up, but she’d never met anyone recently who’d known her back then. Hunter hadn’t really known her either, he’d just looked at her…once.

His small speech about how this would be good for her? She never looked at it like that before. All she had thought was how humiliating it might be. His reaction swayed her. Maybe.

If he, the most popular guy in school, thought she wouldn’t be humiliated, then maybe she should give it a chance. She did need to get over her stigma, leave the past in the past. After all, that was all she had been doing these last ten years – leaving her geek past behind her. Maybe Hunter was right. Face these people head on and look them right in the eye, show them what she was really made of. Not run away like the shy girl she had been back then.

They went in and walked down the halls while Glenda tried to steady her heartbeat, keep her mind focused on the task at hand instead of getting lost in the myriad of physical and emotional responses just being close to Hunter evoked. Even after ten years, not much had changed, and that not only included the appearance of the school, but her feelings for Hunter. The realization made her uneasy, to say the least, and her back radiated heat where he touched her.

The halls were still lined with Scholar’s Bowl trophies and tributes to former students, and to her surprise, her name was among them.

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Author Dariel Raye

Author Dariel Raye

About the Author
Dariel Raye is an animal lover, animal rights activist, a musician, therapist, and an award-winning, USA Today, and International bestselling author of powerful paranormal romance and dark urban fantasy with IR/MC (Interracial/Multi-cultural) alpha male heroes to die for, and strong heroines with hearts worth winning.

She is a classically trained mezzo-soprano and pianist who started singing with perfect pitch before she could walk, then fell in love with books and started reciting stories at the age of 3. Dariel plays over 11 musical instruments, including piano, organ, brass, and percussion.

Her stories tell of shifters, vamps, angels, demons, and fey (the Vodouin variety). Dariel is currently writing two series: “Dark Sentinels” (wolf shifters), and “Orlosian Warriors” (Vampire-like Nephilim).

For more about Dariel, follow her ‘Musings’ blog or visit her website. She also publishes a VIP Readers’ Club newsletter. If you enjoyed one or more of her books, please post a review on review sites, and of course, click the follow button on Amazon to receive notifications about new releases. Join her VIP book club for updates, insider information, and access to early review copies of her books: https://darielraye.com/VIPbookclub/

Where to find Dariel Raye
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – STARLIGHT (Starlight Chronicles ) by P.S. Malcolm

STARLIGHT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for STARLIGHT, a novella prequel in the young adult fantasy series, Starlight Chronicles, by P.S. Malcolm. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

STARLIGHT (Starlight Chronicles #0.1) by P.S. Malcolm

STARLIGHT (Starlight Chronicles #0.1) by P.S. Malcolm

About the Book
Title: STARLIGHT
Series: Starlight Chronicles #0.1
Author: P.S. Malcom
Publisher: The Parliament House
Release Date: December 12, 2019
Genre:
 Young Adult Fantasy
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Synopsis
A treaty upholds the peaceful lands of Ersarence— who have suffered from the spilt blood of their humble goddess, Titania, which stains the hands of the ruthless Urenphians.

Julian Rancewood— a small town delivery boy— wishes he could afford to save his dying mother. He never imagined a larger life for himself until he meets Adrina Hesfetter, the village seamstress’s daughter.

After striking a deal with the elusive King’s advisor and joining the royal army, he finds himself helping to search for a missing, unknown heir. Against all odds, Adrina and Julian soon meet again within the palace walls.

When Julian discovers Adrina’s fire magic— an impossibility among non-royals— they uncover a scandalous secret that will cause whispers of a Urenphian rebellion to travel through the kingdom. A thirst for revenge and a passionate romance causes the two villagers to set the events in motion which will bring down the entire Starlight Kingdom.

Starlight Chronicles Novella.

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The sun was dipping low behind the clouds on my journey back home. I knew Mother would need me back at the shop—she fussed if I took too long at the market, claiming the streets were a dangerous place for young girls. Thankfully, I knew of a shortcut nearby that I took occasionally. It was a little dark down the pathway, cloaked in shadows from the buildings surrounding, but that didn’t scare me.

I should have known better, but I had never run into trouble, so I continued on without hesitation.

Something hit my foot and I flew forward, crashing into the stone floor. My coin purse flew from my hands, landing in front of me. My hands stung with dull pain as I caught myself on the cobblestone.

“Well, well, what have we here?” a sneer echoed above me, and I realized I had been tripped.

This was a trap.

I was quick to roll over and face my attackers. They surrounded me, three older men with faces filled with greed.

“What’s in the bag, pretty girl?” one of the grubby men asked, drawing a knife from the waistband of his pants.. My breath caught in my throat and I edged my hand backwards, wrapping my fingers tightly around my coin purse. If I lost it and disappointed my mother again, she would kill me. I could suddenly understand Julian’s frustration yesterday at the prospect of losing any coin, and my chest constricted.

My mother cared more about me being better, doing better, than my actual wellbeing. Losing coin would be such as disgrace and burden her for months.

“Cat got your tongue?” another asked slyly, a hint of amusement evident in his voice. I narrowed my eyes.

And then I felt it—a familiar rush: a pulse of energy, flooding through my veins to my fingertips. I knew suddenly that I was going to be just fine.

“Leave me be,” I said simply.

They didn’t know yet, but I had the advantage. The men ignored me, seeing me only as foolish prey. But they were foolish, to bet their lives against a stranger and harass an innocent, hard working girl. They were fools to assume that I was unarmed.

“Does the coin you carry have more value than your life, girl?” another man threatened. 

“I said, leave me be you thieving scum,” I snapped. Their eyes darkened and their fists clenched. I got to my feet, standing my ground. They closed in, ready to strike as one lifted a knife.

I smirked at their ignorance.

Lifting my own hand, I created a scorching orange flame with nothing more than the oxygen in the air. They watched me, jaws dropping, as I hurtled a fireball at them. It caught one of them square in the chest, lighting up his shirt. He shrieked, ripping the shirt off to stamp the fire out. It sizzled into a charred mess on the ground, but the burns it inflicted were still visible, red and swollen on his skin.

The other two watched in confusion and fear, frozen and unable to process what they were witnessing. The man continued to wail in pain, but his screams seemed to fall on deaf ears.

For good measure, I let another flame lick its way across the other two men, inflicting burns along their forearms as they leapt to shield themselves helplessly. They all screamed as my fire left angry red welts along their skin.

We were currently alone in the little alleyway, but we wouldn’t be for long if they kept up their shouting.

“Quiet!” I snarled, grabbing the first man’s arm and bringing his face inches from mine. He stopped yelling, his eyes widening in fear. The injured man now trembled in fear, half naked and as helpless as he assumed me to be only moments ago.

“You three will leave me. You will not breathe a word of this to anyone, or I will personally hunt you down and remove your tongues so you cannot speak ever again. Understand?”

All three men nodded, and I gestured for them to move along. As they scurried away, I exhaled deeply, slumping against the wall. I scanned the streets on either side of me, making sure no one else had seen what had just happened. I didn’t spot anyone, and decided I was safe again. Straightening my clothes, I briskly exited the alleyway.

I could not risk anyone finding out about me—about what I could do.

I did not like to use my powers unless it was absolutely necessary. I didn’t understand why I had them, and if my mother found out she would certainly panic—and with good reason. Only royals should have magical powers, so why a normal human from a lowly village would possess any is

beyond me. If anybody found out—if the royals found out—I don’t know what would happen to me.

I imagined it could not be anything good.

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Author P.S. Malcolm

Author P.S. Malcolm

About the Author
P.S.Malcolm (Pagan) grew up in Proserpine, Queensland– a small, Australian country town on the edge of the Great Barrier Reef. She was a storyteller from a young age and spent years perfecting her craft.

For two years, she juggled waitressing in tourist filled coffee shops while undertaking two degrees in Creative Writing online. She has always had an interest in writing, but never saw herself working in the industry until she made the choice to self-publish her debut novel, STUCK ON VACATION WITH RYAN RUPERT. Realizing that she loved the process of publishing her book, she pursued an internship at a publishing house and snagged a spot as Pen Name Publishing’s Marketing Assistant.

In between interning and writing, Pagan opened her first business working as a freelance Marketing Strategist for Paperback Kingdom– which helps indie authors with all aspects of their author careers.

Pagan also enjoys reading– particularly fantasy and paranormal– and is a passionate blogger. She reviews books that she has read on her personal website, and indie books on her business blog. Some of her favourite and most influential authors include Amanda Gernentz Hanson, A.G. Howard, Marissa Meyer and Michele Jaffe. She is a cat enthusiast, tea lover, and floral fanatic.

Her newest book, LANTERNS IN THE SKY, is set to be released by The Parliament House Publishing in Spring 2019..

Where to find P.S. Malcolm
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – INSTACRUSH (Rookie Rebels) by Kate Meader

INSTACRUSH Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for INSTACRUSH, the second book in the adult contemporary sports romance series, Rookie Rebels, by USA Today bestselling author Kate Meader. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

INSTACRUSH (Rookie Rebels #2) by Kate Meader

INSTACRUSH (Rookie Rebels #2) by Kate Meader

About the Book
Title: INSTACRUSH
Series: Rookie Rebels #2
Author: Kate Meader
Release Date: December 10, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
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Synopsis
Theo Kershaw is the luckiest guy alive.

Roaring back from a life-threatening injury, he has the world at his skates as defenseman for his new team, the Chicago Rebels. Everyone adores his big personality, his on-ice talent, and his killer smile. Everyone but his prickly neighbor – or so he thinks. One chilly Christmas Eve, Theo will learn that maybe the girl next door isn’t such a hater after all …

Elle Butler is the most embarrassing person on the planet.

How else can the ex-military-now-bartender explain her crush on the hot jock who lives across the hall? True, he has gorgeous green eyes and perfect cheekbones, but the filter between his brain and too-sexy mouth is permanently malfunctioning. Yet she can’t stop checking out his Instagram antics or sneaking looks at him when he’s in her bar. So. Mortifying. Running from a past filled with damning secrets, Elle’s determined that this guilty pleasure remains buried in her deepest fantasies.

Because she couldn’t possibly indulge with the Theo Kershaw or make a mistake that draws attention to her under-the-radar life. And she especially couldn’t be a mom to a pro-athlete’s baby … could she?

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There he stood in a Santa hat and snug boxer briefs with … were those dinosaurs?

She blinked, covered her mouth, and giggled. “Nice underwear.”

“Gift from my gran. Now, you.”

That wasn’t how this was going to work. She pushed off from the counter, where she’d had to lean to catch her breath and save herself from melted-knee  syndrome, and moved in close. Her hand strayed to his chest, brushed across one copper-pennied nipple.

“I’m not an exhibitionist like you.”

He shrugged. “I’m not ashamed. You got it, you flaunt it.”

Easy for him to say. She was no prude, but she wasn’t able to compete with the level she saw before her. Nothing sculpted or honed about her body. She’d kept fit in the military but hadn’t been maintaining her regimen as diligently since leaving. Stripping in the unflattering light of Levi Hunt’s kitchen was not on the menu.

He seemed to sense her confusion. He placed a hand on her hip, the other at the nape of her neck.

“You okay?”

“I’m not sure.”

“We don’t have to do this.”

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. It would be wonderful, she was sure of it. A clearing of the pipes. A beautiful male body used as the gods intended. But that was it: she would be using him—and she’d been making a concerted effort not to do that to people. She came from a long line of takers, and while she had no doubt this would be a mutual exchange of pleasure and bodily fluids, she still felt weird about it.

“You’d be okay with me changing my mind?”

“This is your show, Ellie.” But even as he said it, his cock twitched. She felt its sad poke against her stomach. Not a happy penis.

She looked down at it. Covered by the head of a cartoon T-rex, it was still impressive.

“Sorry,” she whispered. 

Theo laughed, the sound slightly pained. “Yeah, you should definitely apologize to my dick. The big guy’s never gonna forgive us for getting him all worked up.” He kissed her softly, which was much more than she deserved for being such a tease. “Not a big deal. You want me out of your hair?” He tangled a finger in one of her errant curls.

“Don’t you have to head home?”

“Not for a while yet. But if you want to be alone, I can make that happen.” He waggled both eyebrows. “Or I could make Christmas lunch.”

“We just had breakfast.”

He waved it off. “Merely the appetizer.”

“You mean you’d actually cook for me after I led you to the brink—”

“Hardly the brink.”

“And made your dick cranky.”

With his hands still cradling her hips, he held her back a few inches and peered down at his groin. “You cranky, bud?”

“Oh, God.” That was Elle, not Theo’s penis, speaking.

He continued conversing with his chatty dick. “A little? Don’t worry, we’ll have some alone time later. A few happy, holiday tugs and you won’t even remember the mean lady who looked a hung-like-a-gift horse in the mouth.” All smiles, he met her astonished gaze once more. “We’re good.”

Were they?  Was she crazy to turn down an offer like this? Her ovaries certainly thought so.

She stepped back, struck by the notion that leaving his arms was a mistake. That she might like to stay wrapped in them for a while longer and that she’d missed out on not just great sex, but self-care with a wonderful guy.

He’s not for you, Eloise.

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Author Kate Meader

Author Kate Meader

About the Author
Originally from Ireland, USA Today bestselling author Kate Meader cut her romance reader teeth on Maeve Binchy and Jilly Cooper novels, with some Harlequins thrown in for variety. Give her tales about brooding mill owners, oversexed equestrians, and men who can rock an apron, a fire hose, or a hockey stick, and she’s there. Now based in Chicago, she writes sexy contemporary romance with alpha heroes and strong heroines who can match their men quip for quip.

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – OFF THE RECORD (Anti-Belle) by Skye McDonald

OFF THE RECORD Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for OFF THE RECORD, the second book in her adult contemporary romance series, Anti-Belle, by Skye McDonald. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, and exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

OFF THE RECORD (Anti-Belle #2) by Skye McDonald

OFF THE RECORD (Anti-Belle #2) by Skye McDonald

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Title: OFF THE RECORD
Series: Anti-Belle #2
Author: Skye McDonald
Release Date: December 10, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Not even Nashville’s summer heat can match the sizzle of first love.

Nick Field’s motto is “live free.” The huge promotion at work is great, but producing a pop star’s debut album isn’t going to change his life or anything. There’s always room for unwinding and having fun.

Mel Thomas works 24/7 as the media manager to America’s newest heartthrob. Building his image and writing her career make-or-break article are the stories of the summer. There’s no room to go off script.

Ten years ago, Nick and Mel were high school sweethearts. Reunited by chance, what should’ve been ancient history reignites into a passionate present. Too bad there’s no future in it.

 

 

 

 

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Melody

“Go into the studio; mics are on.”

I stashed the phone. “What makes you think I want to sing?”

“Just a guess.”

Nick’s sly smile ended my resistance quick. I heaved a dramatic sigh, stomped across the room to lean over him and type, and then yanked open the studio door. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

He laughed. “Yeah, you can. Go for it.”

Magical energy struck me again as soon as I walked in. The walls practically hummed with the music they’d soaked in over the years. Memories and unlimited potential crackled in the air like ions. With few inhales, the magic was in my bloodstream.

I was no musical prodigy, though, just a girl whose mother taught choir when she was a kid. Instead of tapping talent and creativity, Studio A turned my brain waves from an organized map into doodles and swirls.

I released a shaky breath and walked to the front microphone. Music filled the room. The opening line of “Son of a Preacher Man” trembled out of my mouth, but my voice grew stronger the more I sang. Hands on my head, I swished my hips to the beat and almost kissed the microphone as I belted the lyrics to the very last note.

The song faded away. In the silence, I opened my eyes and dared to look through the window. Nick was reclining in his chair, but he leaned forward and spoke into the com. “That was perfect. What next, Melody?”

I stood behind the mic and watched him watch me. I thought about how my stomach jumped every day when he appeared in the lounge, and how I pretended not to care. 

I thought of his kiss.

To be fair, I’d thought about it nonstop since it happened, but when Nick tilted his head at my silent reverie, I really thought about it. Then, I stopped thinking.

“Um, I want…” I whispered with a thick swallow. My hand floated to my skirt, dragging the hem up my thigh with a tickling touch. 

Am I really doing this?

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Author Skye McDonald

Author Skye McDonald

About the Author
Skye spent a lot of her adolescence dreaming about living in a hip, urban town full of adventures that occurred outside of the local mall. (Hers was Rivergate, in case you know Nashville well!) Now that she’s been living away from Nashville for years, the once sleepy Southern city has become just that place, and she returns to visit whenever she can. Her seven-novel-and-growing Anti-Belle series is centered in her hometown, partly as a homage and partly because these days Nashville is too hip to ignore.

In the real world, Skye is an English teacher in Brooklyn, New York, and has lived there long enough to consider herself a true New Yorker—even though she proudly cheers for the Tennessee Vols (her alma mater) and loves being a GRITS (Girl Raised in the South).

Skye’s philosophy is to live with your heart and mind open. She believes in the beauty of this world and seeks adventure and joy as a daily practice. If “Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans,” as John Lennon said, then she’d rather leave the schedule open and let life happen. .

Where to Find Skye McDonald
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE LAST ATLANTIAN by Mikki Noble

THE LAST ATLANTIAN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE LAST ATLANTIAN, a stand-alone young adult urban fantasy/mythology, by Mikki Noble. See below for information the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE LAST ATLANTIAN by Mikki Noble

THE LAST ATLANTIAN by Mikki Noble

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Title: THE LAST ATLANTIAN
Author: Mikki Noble
Release Date: December 13, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Urban Fantasy/Mythology
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Synopsis
Spencer did not plan to work on her birthday. She didn’t plan a lot of things, but they happened anyway. Like, when she touched a guy and he turned into a gold statue, or when some stranger appeared to tell her she was in danger. She didn’t plan to see her life forever changed by one simple act, and it still happened anyway.

What Spencer doesn’t know is why. Why is all this happening to her? Why does she have the power to turn people into gold all of a sudden. Who is she really?

And why is this cute guy calling her the last Atlantian?

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Spencer opened her eyes and looked around the busy coffee shop. Almost every table was full, and Cia had a very frantic look on her face. There was a line-up to the front door and almost all the tables were full of chatty people. 

“Cia?” Spencer shouted, running over to her friend. “You’re here. And you’re okay.” 

“You’re late,” Cia answered as she handed a customer their change.

“Um…” What? Cia knew very well that Spencer wasn’t late and why was she acting like that? Normal? After everything that had happened, why wasn’t she just as freaked out as Spencer was?

Cia walked over to the fridge and pulled out the soy milk. “Don’t just stand there. Get to work. I need your help.” 

“But—”

“But nothing. I’ve been slammed for over an hour. I know it’s your birthday but you need to help me.”  

Spencer sighed and decided not to argue with her friend. It would be utterly pointless anyway. Maybe she could use a little normal after her morning, although she had a hard time letting it all go. Who was to say those evil, gold robed people wouldn’t come back again, or that creepy guy?

No, the shop was full of people. And… Spencer realized that the gold statue was gone.

Yes, a normal day of work might actually get her mind of the crazy of the day.  

This location was home to a local writer, who came in for her morning coffee and would write for a couple hours. She was seated at her usual table in the corner, not looking up once at the crowd. She was here every day, so it didn’t get more normal than that. Spencer figured she would just take the rest of the day one moment at a time and pray that nothing else weird happened. “Where do you want me, boss?” 

“Take the next order. I’ve got this one,” Cia answered in a clipped tone.  

Even though she didn’t want to, Spencer went around the counter to help with coffee orders. Just because it was her birthday and a bunch of weird things had been happening, didn’t mean that she would leave her best friend alone with a crowd and a line-up. More normal for Spencer to concentrate on.   

Cia glared at her as Spencer grabbed a mug—noticing right away that the burnt spot, the one where that guy had thrown a fire ball, only narrowly missing her head, was gone. “Hurry up. What’s wrong with you today?” 

It was Spencer’s turn to glare. “I’m going.” 

Maybe she could convince herself that it was all some strange, elaborate dream and make it through the day that way. That’s what Spencer decided to do. Apparently, that was how Cia had decided to cope. So why not? 

Over the next few hours, Spencer had finally been able to convince herself that it was a dream. It had to be. Although it wasn’t like her to have crazy dreams like that, she liked that idea better and just tried to forget it. It only took a couple cappuccino’s, a lot of repetitive thought, and a busy coffee shop to convince her.

Jeremy never came in, though; that was strange. He came into the coffee house every single day, rain or shine, but she didn’t worry too much about it. She didn’t want to freak out. Maybe he was just away or got stuck at work. Whatever. She didn’t care to see him anyway.  

“Wow. That was one heck of a day,” Cia said several hours later, while turning off the open sign.

Spencer looked up at her from the dishwasher and said, “Yeah. Maybe they shouldn’t have left us alone on Friday the 13th. Apparently, people need their coffee today of all days.” 

Cia laughed. “Yeah, that must be it.” 

“At least it went by fast, right?” After all, she’d only been there a few hours when it was time to close the shop. At least, it felt that way. 

Spencer pulled the garbage bag that smelled of coffee grounds and stale milk from the trash can and tied it closed, then tossed it in front of the back door before putting her jacket on and heading outside. It was cooler now that the sun was lowering, but not too bad. As she tossed the garbage bag into the bin, Spencer got a terrible chill along her spine and the hairs on her neck stood up. She was overcome with a need to run for the coffee shop. The moment she was inside, Spencer locked the door behind her and rushed to check on Cia. 

Cia was standing at the till, counting money. Spencer let out a huge breath and pressed a palm to her heart, as if that would ease the beat. “I’m almost done here,” Cia said. “Why don’t you head home and try to salvage the rest of your birthday? Maybe you can do something fun.”  

That was all Spencer had wanted all day, was to go home, but for some reason, she didn’t feel like leaving Cia alone. “Aren’t you coming over anyway?”

“Yeah, I was planning on it, but it might be a while and I have to pick up my little brother from his friend’s and drop him off at home. I don’t want you stuck here for another hour.” 

“I wouldn’t feel right. Maybe there’s something I can help with.” 

“Go,” Cia demanded. “You’ve worked hard enough. Everything will be great. I’ll see you around six, I think.”

Spencer almost protested but her phone rang. Since it was so quiet in the coffee shop, she could hear it all the way from the locker. It had been in there all day, which was unlike her. She normally carried her phone around, but it had been so busy, she’d forgotten to grab it earlier. She walked through the kitchen area and continued down the back hallway where a set of lockers were bolted to the wall. The phone continued to ring the entire time. Spencer grabbed the lock, spun the combo and opened the door just as the ringing stopped.

She pulled it from her purse, noticed it was her mother, and decided to call her back on the way home. She untied her apron and tossed it inside, grabbed her purse and her sweater before slamming the door. 

Her phone started to ring again. 

Mom. 

This time she answered it on the second ring. If she didn’t, her mom would just keep calling. “Hello?” 

“How’s my birthday girl? How was your shift?”

“It was fine, Mom. What’s up?” 

“Oh, nothing.” 

Spencer rolled her eyes. Her mother never called for ‘nothing.’ “Right. Now, what’s the real reason?”

“I really hate to ask you this, but can you pick up some milk on the way home? I’m sorry. I need it for dinner. Otherwise, I wouldn’t ask. Oh, and some parmesan, and some oregano, while you’re there.” 

Spencer groaned. Luckily, her mom didn’t ask for much, so she just said yes and hung up the phone. She made her way back to the front where Cia was still standing at the till counting. She was a quick counter, but she was so noisy with the coins. Spencer didn’t know how she did it, but she slammed those coins down like a sledgehammer on a gong. 

When Cia finished with the dollar coins, Spencer stepped in. “My mom called. I have to pick up some groceries on the way home.” 

“I see. Go get the milk and I’ll meet you at your place a little bit after.” 

“You sure?” 

Cia nodded. Already ignoring Spencer, she moved on to the quarters. Spencer left, not saying anything else, except, “Make sure to lock this door behind me.” 

It would be dark in about an hour and it would take her almost half that to get milk and walk home. She wished her parents weren’t so busy and they could at least pick her up. 

So far, if she was being honest, it was a sucky birthday.

Oh, well. Spencer made a vow then. Next year will be great. Next year, she’d be surrounded by her friends, she wouldn’t have to work, and hopefully she’d have her car by then. How much could a car cost? A year’s coffee money, plus tips should get her something at least. 

She hoped. 

She’d been working at the coffee shop for almost three months and she’d saved every penny so far, except for what it cost to rent the uniform. Spencer was just happy her best friend’s parents owned the coffee shop and hired her, no questions asked. If Spencer had to go out and get a job, go for interviews and make a resume, she wasn’t sure she’d have gotten hired. 

The streets were quiet for a Friday. It could have been peoples’ superstitions keeping them inside. Spencer had never cared about those things. Not that she didn’t believe. She just didn’t concentrate on them very much. 

Did she have exceptionally bad luck on Friday the 13th? She didn’t think so. 

Although, with the way today was going, maybe she did. 

Her birthday didn’t land on Friday very often anyway. She shouldn’t read too much into it. Today was just not her day. 

It took her ten minutes to reach the store. Spencer reached for the cool metal handle of the cooler and yanked the door open. She grabbed the jug and the other items on the list and made it all the way to the counter before realizing she had no money on her. She’d forgotten to grab her tip money off the counter. She checked every pocket in her jacket and found nothing. Then she reached into her jeans pocket and found a set of keys that weren’t hers. 

She gasped and swore as an icy cool feeling sunk in and reached straight to her core. 

Creepy guy’s keys. The ones he’d dropped on the floor.  

It had definitely not been a dream.

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Author Mikki Noble

Author Mikki Noble

About the Author
As far back as she can remember, Mikki was creating characters and stories in her head. It wasn’t until fate brushed the tip of its wings over her eyes that she began to see that writing was what she was born to do. She loves animals, reading, everything supernatural related, and enjoys spending her free time on social media whenever she can.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – KING OF HEARTS (Kings of Karmichael) by R.H. Tucker

KING OF HEARTS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for KING OF HEARTS, the first book in the young adult contemporary romance series, Kings of Karmichael, by R.H. Tucker. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

KING OF HEARTS (Kings of Karmichael #1) by R.H. Tucker

KING OF HEARTS (Kings of Karmichael #1) by R.H. Tucker

About the Book – Read for Free by Kindle Unlimited
Title: KING OF HEARTS
Series: Kings of Karmichael #1
Author: R.H. Tucker
Release Date: December 5, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis
Derrik Tyler has it all. He’s a world-famous rock star with a legion of adoring fans and has obtained teen idol status. He even has a Hollywood starlet who wants nothing more than to be the only girl in his life. It’s a publicity stunt only his band knows about, but that’s not detracting her from trying to turn their fake relationship into a real one. Yep, he has it all. Except the girl who stole his heart before his life turned into a rock n’ roll rollercoaster.

Zoey Jacobs has been friends with Derrik and the Kings of Karmichael, since before they became the hottest band in the world. She even dated Derrik before he was known as the King of Hearts—the biggest teen heartthrob in the last decade. But that’s all in the past. She’s just a few short months away from graduating high school and moving on to college.

When spring break rolls around, Derrik invites Zoey along for the last leg of the band’s tour. What should be an amazing road trip turns into Derrik’s personal mission to win back his first love. But can two people from different worlds reignite a past relationship, or is a teen icon and a future college freshman too big of a gap to cross?

 King of Hearts is the first book in the Kings of Karmichael series. The series is interconnected, but each book can be read as a standalone.

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~~ ZOEY ~~

The crowd is insane. I knew it would be.

Johnny’s house band plays out the rest of the show, and the lights start to dim as the cameras turn off. Becca and I get up from our seats, with Landon standing up next to us.

“Can you believe this reaction?” Becca asks, laughing.

“Of course I can,” I reply with a giggle of my own. “Becca, you saw them last year just before the tour kicked off. They had that signing at MaxMart where the line circled around the store and down the street.”

“Right.” She nods. “I can’t believe they stayed there four hours past the time they were scheduled.”

“That’s why the King’s Court loves them.” I shrug, laughing again.

“I don’t get it,” Landon remarks. “It’s just Derrik and EJ. I went to school with them since sixth grade.”

I pat his shoulder, staring at him like he’s a lost puppy. “Oh, Landon. It’s okay. You don’t have to be intimidated by the mass of hysterical girls screaming.”

He rolls his eyes with a smirk and is just about to reply when, on cue, the girls start shrieking again. I look and find Maddox and EJ making their way over to sign autographs. Jade and Derrik wait near the curtain that blocks off the backstage area, and Derrik motions over to me.

“Come on.” I tap Becca’s arm, and we head down the stairs. Landon stays at the edge of the aisle before turning around to head up the stairs. “You’re not coming?”

“Naw.” He shakes his head. “I’ll meet you guys in the gift shop. I told my mom I’d get her something.”

“Okay.” I offer him a smile and then head down to the barrier between the stage area and the audience.

“Sorry, you can’t go this way,” a large security guard says, stopping us. He’s at least a foot taller than us, stout, and his brow nearly forms a unibrow, which seems to be stuck in place in a scowl.

“Oh, I know him.” I point to Derrik, who’s now looking at something behind the curtain.

The guard glances back and then stares at me like I’m crazy. “Yeah, sure you do.”

“Derrik,” I call out.

Turning around, he sees the scene and smirks. As he starts jogging over to us, more of the girls off to the side begin shrieking louder than before, and bum-rush Becca and me.

“Hey, it’s cool,” he tells the security guard. “They’re with me.” The guard does a double take, then nods and lets us in. “Head backstage, behind the curtain,” Derrik tells us. “I’ll be right there.” We both nod and head off in the direction he points. I glance back and see all of the fans jumping up and down, and Derrik begins laying on his charm. “Hey, girls. Enjoy the show?”

I can’t comprehend one answer they give as they all scream on top of the other, and Becca starts laughing. Walking back behind the curtain, we find Jade talking on her phone. When she sees us, she waves with a smile.

“No, I seriously don’t want to talk about that again,” she says sternly into her phone. “Yes, I know, but the Kings are where my priority is. Yeah. Thanks.” She hangs up her phone, letting out a sigh and shaking her head. “Sorry.”

I lean over to her and give her a hug. She’s dressed in some of her usual skinny jeans that are ripped, and a purple tank top. “You look amazing, Jade. Everything okay?”

“Thanks,” she replies, giving Becca a hug next. “Yeah, it’s good. It’s just Bret.” She rolls her eyes when she says her boyfriend’s name. “He’s always asking about meeting with new management and stuff.”

Becca rolls her eyes. “Is he still trying to get you to hook his band up with a deal? Tell him to suck on one.”

The insult breaks the tension that Jade seems to be carrying, and we all start laughing. “Maybe I will,” she answers. “How are you guys? I can’t believe I haven’t seen you since before Christmas last year. Now it’s spring break.” She shakes her head in disbelief. “Pretty soon, no more high school.”

“Yeah.” I smile. “You don’t miss it?”

“A little.” She shrugs. “But I wouldn’t give this up for anything. It’s amazing.”

“Hey, sorry,” Derrik says, rushing over and giving me a hug. “Gotta work the crowd, you know?”

“I’m sure Maddox is working it enough for all of us,” Jade jokes. “Peter wants us in the limo in twenty, so I’m gonna head over there.”

“Okay, cool.” Derrik nods. Becca and I give her a hug again, and she heads toward the exit. “So, how’d you guys like the show?”

“It was okay.” I shrug with a smile. “You were a little pitchy.”

Becca laughs. “Yeah. Landon isn’t a fan either.”

“Landon!” Derrik exclaims, raising a finger. “I wasn’t sure who that was, and now that you say the name, I remember. I think I had algebra with him freshman year. You gave him the extra ticket?” he asks me, and I nod. “I would’ve thought your mom would’ve brought you guys.”

“We were talking at lunch, and when I told him, he offered,” I explain. “He got a brand-new Mercedes from his parents as an early graduation-slash-birthday gift.”

“Oh.” A line from overs his brow. “Where is he?”

“Like I said, not a fan.” Becca giggles, and I do my best to hold back one of my own, watching the slight jealous scowl flash over Derrik’s face.

We’ve known each other since middle school. Sophomore year we started dating. Then, when he and the others began home studies before they all decided to take a GED and just focus on the band, we were still going out junior year. When they had to leave last year to start on this world tour they’ve embarked on, I knew it couldn’t keep going. Long-distance relationships never work, especially when someone is a world-famous rock star. Still, we’ve stayed in contact through online and texting. And I do still care about him.

Becca’s face drops. Following her line of vision, as she stares over Derrik’s shoulder, I see Danica Parker walking toward us.

Johnny wasn’t lying during the show that she’s the hottest star on the planet right now. She transformed a silly YouTube sketch comedy show she started in middle school into a nationally televised and streaming series. The first season of her show just ended, and the season finale scored the highest ratings of any primetime show in the last five years. People love her. And it doesn’t hurt that even at seventeen, she comes across as a mature and savvy Hollywood powerhouse. She knows the game and plays it to a T, able to get almost anything she wants. Which includes Derrik.

“Wow, I didn’t know she was keeping you on a leash,” I tease him, whispering over to him.

“Very funny,” he retorts.

“Derrik.” She wraps her arm around his, not even acknowledging Becca and me. “Come on, finish signing autographs, and let’s go. My publicist wants us to make an appearance across town at a super-hot restaurant.”

“Danica, these aren’t fans,” Derrik reprimands her, pulling his arm free from hers.

I glance over at Becca, who scowls at Danica. She looks insulted and jealous, both of which she’s told me—on multiple occasions—I should be feeling with all the rumors and pictures floating around about them.

It’s not like I’ve never been jealous over Danica. Not of her fame, but of this relationship that she wants with Derrik, and she seems so driven to acquire. 

I try to push any and all thoughts of jealousy away, though. Derrik and I went out, but he’s not mine anymore. I called it off for a good reason. And now, the Kings are the hottest rock band on the planet. I’m a high school senior, and I’ll be starting college in the fall. We live in completely different worlds. But it’s nice to see him from time to time and see that he hasn’t changed.

“Oh.” Danica gives us both a blank stare. “Awesome, I’d literally kill for a Diet Coke right now.”

“Really?” Becca retorts, smirking. “Literally? You’d literally kill for a Diet Coke?”

“What?” Danica stares at Becca with an unknowing gaze, and I’m doing my best to hold back a laugh. Glancing at Derrik, I discover he’s doing the same.

“They don’t work here either,” Derrik says. “They’re my friends. I invited them.”

Taking us in again, she stares back at Derrik with a look that tells me she isn’t sure if he’s joking or not. Not in a ha-ha kind of way, but with an expression that says that both of them are above the small people now.

“Whatever. Let’s go already.”

“I’m supposed to head back to the hotel.”

“No, I had Debbie talk to Peter. Your band will go back, but we’re going to the restaurant. Hurry up, pumpkin.”

She smiles widely, tapping her finger to Derrik’s nose. Without another glance at Becca or me, she flicks her platinum blonde hair over her shoulder. Spinning on her pink and silver Prada heels—which I hate to admit, are really cute—she walks back down the hallway.

“Sorry about that.”

“Seriously, Derrik?” Becca glares at him. “That girl is a total bitch. Why are you putting on this show?”

I’ve told Becca all about the setup Derrik has with Little Miss Thing. It’s supposed to not only be great for her show but gain even more exposure for the Kings. Like they need any more; they’ve been on multiple magazine covers, daytime talk shows, nighttime talk shows, and YouTube channels with millions of subscribers. The Kings are everywhere. So, I jab a finger in his ribs, giggling.

“Because she’s hot and you’re hot, and two insanely hot teen idols are unstoppable. Right?”

“Stop.” He pushes my hand away, laughing. “I’m not a teen idol.”

“Oh, sorry. Teen icon. That is the name of your album, isn’t it?”

Becca starts laughing, and Derrik continues to blush. “That was all Peter’s idea, you know that. I was happy with calling it Album Number Two. So next week is spring break, right?”

“Yasss!” Becca waves her hands high. “We are going to my aunt’s in Huntington Beach. It’s going to be ah-may-zing!”

Derrik laughs. “I bet. I had a proposition for you, though, Z.”

“Not even twenty-one, and you’re propositioning girls already? Tsk-tsk.” Becca starts giggling, earning one from myself.

“Huntington Beach is amazing, but how about coming out on tour with us for these last few shows?” he asks.

His words stop both of us in our tracks. “Are you serious?”

He nods. “I talked with the rest of the band, and they’re totally cool with it. We all know you, and Jade is hoping you’ll say yes so she’s not the only girl around most of the time.”

He laughs, but I’m still stunned. “I mean … that would be fantastic, but I don’t know if my mom would—”

“I already asked. She said yes.”

“What? Seriously?”

“Yeah. Come on, you know your mom loves me.” He casually throws his arm around my shoulders.

I fight off the feelings I always have to battle with when I’m next to him. Glancing back at Becca, my wide eyes find hers, as she jumps up and down in excitement. “Would you hate me if I ditched the beach next week?”

“Girl!” She pushes my shoulder. “I’d hate you if you don’t go on tour with them. You better send me tons of pics.” 

“So?” He leans a little closer.

I see those ocean blue eyes that make every girl in the crowd melt. They’ve always had the same effect on me. And no doubt being around the band would be amazing. Traveling to their last tour stops, hanging out with Jade, and getting to be around Derrik. But I called us off for a reason. Being around him might bring up all those old feelings I still remember. Plus, there are other things in play that he doesn’t know about. Things I probably should’ve told him a long time ago.

“Are you going to make me beg, Z?” He removes his arm from my shoulders, only to stand in front of me. Lowering a few inches, he comes down to my height, so we’re at even eye level. “I haven’t had to beg you since we went to homecoming sophomore year.”

He grins, and it makes me giggle, breaking up my debating thoughts. Finally, finding some semblance of coherency, I return his grin. “On one condition.”

“Anything.”

“You only get me Diet Cokes. Pumpkin.”

“Very funny.”

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Author R.H. Tucker

Author R.H. Tucker

About The Author
RH Tucker lives in Southern California and writes character-driven stories with people who have real heart. At least, he tries to. He also consumes too much caffeine, eats too much pizza, and firmly believes Rocky Road is the best flavor of ice cream.

 

 

 

 

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Where to Find R.H. Tucker
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – IN THE HEART OF WINDY PINES by Holly Tierney-Bedord

IN THE HEART OF WINDY PINES Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for IN THE HEART OF WINDY PINES, a stand-alone adult cozy mystery, by Holly Tierney-Bedord. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

IN THE HEART OF WINDY PINES by Holly Tierney-Bedord

IN THE HEART OF WINDY PINES by Holly Tierney-Bedord

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
IN THE HEART OF WINDY PINES
Author:
Holly Tierney-Bedord
Release Date: November 24, 2019
Genre: Adult Cozy Mystery
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
From the author of Kindle Unlimited All-Star winner Sweet Hollow Women comes a new novella featuring characters from Murder at Mistletoe Manor, Carnage at the Christmas Party, and The Port Elspeth Jewelry Making Club!

Klarinda Snow is the innkeeper of Mistletoe Manor in beautiful, remote, Windy Pines, Idaho, where she brings her unique brand of hospitality to the tiny mountain town.

When she finds her inn unexpectedly fully booked on a snowy Tuesday night in November, it brings back memories of a tragedy years before. Before she knows what hit her, she and her trusty team of employees (Myrtle, Pierre, and her new night manager, Josephine), have found themselves back at the task of solving another mystery at Mistletoe Manor!

While this book can be enjoyed as a stand-alone novella, if you plan to read the books in the Windy Pines Mystery series or The Port Elspeth Jewelry Making Club, it’s highly recommended you read those first, as this book contains spoilers that could affect your ability to enjoy them.

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Excerpt #3
“Excuse me,” Klarinda said to the man at the table, as she turned to go back up to the front desk.

“Hellooooo! Anybody home? You’ve got customers waiting!” yelled the voice over the banging, clanging clatter of the bell. She now picked up on a strong Southern accent. How was the bell making so much noise? As she came around the corner, she saw that it wasn’t being rung, it was actually being slammed onto the front counter again and again.

“Please! Stop that! You’re going to break it,” said Klarinda, swiping it out of the hand of the stocky, red-faced man who’d been abusing it and setting it off to the side, out of his reach.

“I was beginning to wonder if this place was even open! Do you have any more rooms for tonight?” he asked, using a forefinger and thumb to wipe away the spittle that had formed at the corners of his mouth. The little blonde woman on his arm looked mortified. She pressed her palm to her cleavage and smiled a small, apologetic smile at Klarinda.

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Author Holly Tierney-Bedord

Author Holly Tierney-Bedord

About the Author
Holly Tierney-Bedord is the author of over twenty novels and novellas including Kindle Unlimited All-Star winner Sweet Hollow Women. Her books feature quirky, flawed characters and the kind of crazy scenarios that could only happen to someone you probably know. Count on her stories to have unexpected twists and turns, dark secrets, and lots of laughs.

Holly is also an artist and miniaturist, creator of the mid-century dollhouse restoration blog flipthisminihouse.com, and the author of several non-fiction books about creating miniatures.

She lives in Madison, Wisconsin. When she’s not writing or decorating her real house or mini houses, she’s traveling. Visit her website at www.hollytierneybedord.com where you can connect to her blogs and subscribe to her newsletter.

 

 

Where to find Holly Tierney-Bedord
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – HOME FOR CHRISTMAS by Ann Grech

HOME FOR CHRISTMAS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for HOME FOR CHRISTMAS, a stand-alone adult contemporary LGBTQ holiday romance, by Ann Grech. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

HOME FOR CHRISTMAS by Ann Grech

HOME FOR CHRISTMAS by Ann Grech

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
HOME FOR CHRISTMAS
Author:
Ann Grech
Release Date: December 4, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary LGBTQ Holiday Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Fate threw him a wicked twist. Or maybe it was the magic of Christmas. Maybe it was just going home.

T’was the night before Christmas—three actually—and there was nothing quiet about the club Declan found himself at. The superhero-themed masquerade party was the one thing he’d been looking forward to when he’d been summoned home for Christmas. He usually kept a safe distance between him and his family. It was easier to hide his secret that way. Being gay wasn’t the only thing he was hiding. The truth was far worse—he’d fallen for his stepbrother, Ollie.

The night of the masquerade party saw his world was flipped upside down by an enticing stranger. He’d never be the same again. The two men came together when they both needed it most. What followed was one seriously sexy pre-Christmas set of fireworks exploding between them. But he was soon alone again, sitting in an apartment full of beautiful, rich people who only wanted to know him because of his stepfather’s bank account. Declan’s love of the holidays was wavering, and he was regretting his trip home.

Then Ollie walked in, and everything became a whole lot more complicated. Declan was torn—unable to get the sexy, nameless stranger out of his head and Ollie out of his heart.

Going home for Christmas would either break him or… well, Declan didn’t have that quite figured out.

Home For Christmas is a stand-alone, Christmas gay romance by Ann Grech featuring a steamy one night stand, a closeted hero, wrestling stepbrothers, numerous references to Woody and Buzz, singing in the shower and a feel good second chance romance.

 

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Excerpt #2
I glanced at the text from Dad. Come home for Christmas. A second one lit up my screen. Please. I shook my head and dropped my cell on the bed next to me. I’d deal with it later. The final draft of my honors dissertation lay spread around me in a disorganized mess, and I was frazzled. I was on the cusp of handing it in; this read-through was supposed to be a final one to check for flow before it went to the editor to pick up any spelling and grammar errors. Then, all things going well, I’d be submitting it to my professor after I returned from my sojourn to Turks and Caicos for my Christmas and New Year break. I was so close I could taste it. Except that this draft was a mess. I had to read every sentence, every paragraph, every chapter again to make sure I’d captured all the revisions. I was exhausted, but I needed it done. 

I wanted warm sun, sparkling clear blue ocean, hammocks, and cocktails. Music and a good book. Lazy days and nights filled with parties. Not cold wind, rain on a good day or sleet on a cold one, and big wig corporates. I dealt with them every time I returned home to pack in a few weeks of work experience during breaks, so I’d prefer to stay away from them on the one holiday I took a year. 

I was just about to pick up my cell and rain on Dad’s parade when he called. The screen lighting up and the buzzing of my muted phone made me jump like a startled jackrabbit, and I scrambled to pick it up. Laughing at my frazzled self, I swiped to answer and greeted my dad.

“Son, how are you?” he asked warmly. 

“Good. Tired. Needing a break. Take your pick.” I yawned. It was late, and I’d been at it for hours. 

“I thought you were almost finished.”

“I was, but I’ve screwed up something in the document and lost hours of work.” I sighed and scrubbed my hand over my face. I needed another coffee, but if I had more now, I wouldn’t sleep for a week.

“Will you get it done before you fly out?”

I huffed out a laugh. “To where? A beautiful tropical island where I can defrost and relax, or home to weather that’s as cold as New York?”

“We’d love you to come home,” he replied. 

“So, this has nothing to do with you trying to make up for last Christmas?” My skepticism was obvious.

Dad hesitated. I had him pegged all right. “Can you blame me?” he asked. I couldn’t. He’d been called into work and had been stuck there most of Christmas Eve and late into the day on Christmas Day. He’d managed to save the few hundred jobs riding on his own, but it had come at the expense of Christmas Day with his wife. At lease Dad was going to make sure it didn’t happen again this year. Even if it did mean that he needed me there rather than where I really wanted to be. 

“No, I can’t blame you.” I sighed again. “But I need this break, Dad.”

“Your brother’s coming.” I groaned. If he was going, I couldn’t say no…

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Author Ann Grech

Author Ann Grech

About the Author
By day Ann Grech lives in the corporate world and can be found sitting behind a desk typing away at reports and papers or lecturing to a room full of students. She graduated with a PhD in 2016 and is now an over-qualified nerd. Glasses, briefcase, high heels and a pencil skirt, she’s got the librarian look nailed too. If only they knew! She swears like a sailor, so that’s got to be a hint. The other one was “the look” from her tattoo artist when she told him that she wanted her kids initials “B” and “J” tattooed on her foot. It took a second to register that it might be a bad idea.

She’s never entirely fit in and loves escaping into a book–whether it’s reading or writing one. But she’s found her tribe now and loves her MM book world family. She dislikes cooking, but loves eating, can’t figure out technology, but is addicted to it, and her guilty pleasure is Byron Bay Cookies. Oh and shoes. And lingerie. And maybe handbags too. Well, if we’re being honest, we’d probably have to add her library too given the state of her credit card every month (what can she say, she’s a bookworm at heart)!
She also publishes her raunchier short stories under her pen name, Olive Hiscock..

Where to find Ann Grech
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Sale and Giveaway – UNVERIFIED by Kristin Giese

UNVERIFIED Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for UNVERIFIED, a stand-alone adult contemporary romantic comedy, by Kristin Giese. For a limited time, you can pick up the ebook for FREE! See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway. Be sure to grab your free copy today!

UNVERIFIED by Kristin Giese

UNVERIFIED by Kristin Giese

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Title: UNVERIFIED
Author: Kristin Giese
Release Date: June 12, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Comedy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU 

Synopsis
Matthew Milles-Lade, a rich kid whose trust fund is suddenly in question, and Margo Valentine Melon, a writer whose career fizzled before it sparked, are two twenty-something strangers stuck living at home, trying to figure out their lives. When they each come across a real estate listing for a palatial (and significantly underpriced) guest house in one of LA’s toniest neighborhoods, their lives get turned upside down. 

What happens next has them racing to catch the truth before it catches them. 

Unverified has all the magic and making of the rom coms you love, set in the world of social media stardom and online fame, with just enough real world stakes to make it a page turner you won’t be able to put down.

 

 

 

 

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“Kirby, when do you move in?” Maureen Melon shrieked as Margo walked into the kitchen. “Did you hear that M&M? Kirby bought a house!”

“Wow,” Margo said flatly, greeting the news with the same enthusiasm as dental work.

“I close next week. And then after that,” Kirby trailed off, lost in a haze of euphoria before exclaiming, “I’m gonna be a homeowner at 24! Can you believe it?” 

They both looked at Margo with stars in their eyes.

“I can’t,” Margo echoed dryly…

Margo had moved home as a stopover after a failed stint at Popler, the holy grail of fashion magazines, but that was four years ago now. She’d nabbed the position her senior year and crammed her entire world into two checkable duffel bags and flung herself across the country to a rundown studio in Harlem. In real life it was 246 square feet of worn walls and sloping floors. 

Perfection, Margo had thought the moment the door swung open. Her first day, she arrived ready to run the place. But, after eight weeks of only filing, running errands, and fetching coffee, she surmised she wasn’t being used to her fullest.  So, with an abundance of entitlement that she mistook for confidence, Margo marched into her boss’s office. Lennox Stanton sat before her picking apart a vegan burrito like a vulture clad in Balmain as Margo launched in: “People say you have to start at the bottom, but I don’t think that applies to everyone. Some of us are meant to start several rungs up. I’m happy to get your coffee every once and a while, Lennox, but I’d like to be given more challenging duties if I’m expected to remain in my position.”  

Five minutes later, Margo was on the corner of 45th and Times Square holding the contents of her desk, three packages of Little Debbie snacks, and a fake cactus. Lennox Stanton had fired her. 

Her parents had encouraged her to bootstrap a way to stay in New York. “I’m not just taking any job, Dad,” she’d protested. “I wanna write, not wait tables.” The next day, she bought a ticket home. “It’s fine. I’ll take this time to write,” she informed her parents as she hefted her suitcase off the baggage carousel. Their worried glances said they weren’t so sure.

Kirby, on the other hand, skyrocketed. While waiting in line for coffee in between her classes Kirby had met a coding student, David, from the technical school across the street. Together, the pair formed a resale fashion start-up, Blush & Bashful, selling Kirby’s vintage finds. Surprising even to them, it took off and took them with it. Kirby went from a girl with no professional drive to driving a Mercedes in two short years. As far as Margo was concerned, that ride, metaphorically and literally, was supposed to have been hers.

“Earth to Margo!” 

Margo shook free from the memory to find her mom passing Champagne flutes through the window that connected their dining room and kitchen and robotically grabbed them. She lapped the table placing one flute at each seat. 

“What do you mean a channel?” she asked as Kirby joined her relay team, falling in rank behind her, placing napkins at each stop.  

“I mean a channel, AN ACTUAL CHANNEL. I’ve already started shooting videos for the site, and we’re changing my title to editor in chief and style director. Can you believe…” 

Margo halted. Kirby smashed into her back. “What?” Margo asked indignantly. “You’re an editor in chief just because some coding school dropout gives you the title?” 

Kirby’s face crumpled. 

“MARGO!” her mother reprimanded. Silence stood like soup in the room. 

She knew she should stop but didn’t. Couldn’t. “I’m the writer. Not you. What have you ever done? I mean, really, Kirby? Seriously?” she asked, each word punctuated with accusation. 

“You made eyes with a guy in a coffee shop who wanted in your pants and somehow you parlay that into a self-professed editor in chief title. You’re such a fake. And….”

“THAT’S ENOUGH!” Hank Melon boomed from the doorway. “Margo Valentine Melon, you will not speak to your sister that way. What has happened to you? You’re the one who quit. Not me. 

Not your mother. Certainly not Kirby. You. You gave up. You threw in the towel. And yet here you are trying to hang all of us with it. I don’t think so, young lady.”

His words stung, mostly because they were true. Margo wanted to yell at them, like a child who drops their ice cream and then shouts at everyone standing around for what was their own mistake. She bit her lip to keep it from trembling, placed the remaining flutes on the table, and rushed out. 

“Margo?” Kirby started behind her. 

“Give her a minute.” Maureen grabbed Kirby’s arm.

Carved into the side of the hill halfway down Beverly Crest sat Coyote Café, a small sliver of an establishment that was easily missed thanks to its hidden façade, so much so that Margo had missed it. She had to go down the hill and turn around, driving back up to locate it. She waited for one of the only spots in the lot that her beat-up Bronco would fit into. When she walked into the café, she stepped in a puddle of water. Damn it! Chelsea’s McQueens! 

“What can I get you?” he asked.

Margo felt herself relax, the anger shaking free from what had just happened up the hill. “Ain’t that the truth,” she said, smiling at his positivity. 

Margo rattled off her order and paid at the register. 

“Take a seat.” He pointed to the booth. “I’ll get that right out to you. Want any pastries?” he asked, as he began to grind coffee beans, gesturing with his head toward the counter brimming with cake stands. “We make ’em homemade daily. I get up at 4 a.m. just to do it.” 

Margo looked at the counter and spied the pile of at least ten croissants under an elegant glass cloche. She thought of Mix’s request for the flaky and buttery baked goods. “Nope, all set,” she said as she took a seat. 

As Margo sat in the oversized walnut booth, a flood of anger and uncertainty washed over her. Universe, God, Beyoncé, Oprah, give me a sign of what I’m supposed to do. I thought I was on the right path, but I don’t know. I just need a sign of what to do next, of where I belong….

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Author Kristin Giese

Author Kristin Giese

About the Author
Kristin Giese is a talent manager, brand developer, and executive producer who began her career building the entirety of the Nate Berkus brand, amongst other talent as well as partnering with the likes of The Oprah Winfrey Show, OWN, Sony, Target, TLC, NBC, P&G, GMC, and so many more.

Born and raised in Ohio and a proud Shelby Whippet, Kristin’s love for estate jewelry is only outmatched by her commitment to vintage kimonos and her family. Unverified is her 1st novel. Follow her on Instagram @allmoxie.

 

 

Where to Find Kristin Giese
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – MEET ME IN THE STRANGE by Leander Watts

EET ME IN THE STRANGE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for MEET ME IN THE STRANGE, a stand-alone young adult coming of age fantasy, by Leander Watts. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on his giveaway.

MEET ME IN THE STRANGE by Leander Watts

MEET ME IN THE STRANGE by Leander Watts

About the Book
Title:
MEET ME IN THE STRANGE
Author:
Leander Watts
Publisher: Meerkat Press
Release Date: March 27, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Coming of Age Fantasy
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Synopsis
2019 IPPY SILVER MEDALIST – YOUNG ADULT

Meet Me in the Strange is an intoxicating adventure set in a glittery, retro-futuristic world of glam rock, spectral aliens, and gender-bendy teens. Davi is mesmerized by a girl at a concert, who appears to lose herself in the power of the otherworldy music of Django Conn. Later, through a chance meeting, Davi becomes friends with the girl, Anna Z. She is like no one Davi has ever met: she loves to talk, talk, talk and has grandiose theories of the next evolution of humans and a strange phenomenon she calls the “Alien Drift.”But danger lurks around every corner, because Anna Z is on the run, and her cruel and controlling older brother is determined to find her, at any cost. Davi faces a daunting decision, go on living a safe existence at the magical Angelus Hotel, which has been in the family for generations, or help Anna Z escape her troubled past. When the two take off to follow the concert tour of their glam-rock idol, Django Conn, Davi and Anna Z will face the biggest threat of their young lives.

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Excerpt #2
“My name’s Davi.”

She waited just a couple of seconds, then said, “I’m Anna Z.”

That was the shortest thing I ever heard her say. Soon enough, so many words were coming out of her that I felt like I was drowning. Wild stories, charming lies, true facts and fairy tales, rambling rants, song lyrics, rhymes and riddles and beautiful secrets. But for those couple of minutes, she still didn’t know if she could trust me. So she didn’t say much at first.

I asked about her favorite album. Of course, like me, it was Man in the Moon in the Man. We agreed that it was amazing and that we could listen to it a thousand times and never use it up. Only ten songs and there was a whole world hidden there in the grooves.

“Radiation Nation,” I said. 

“Signs and Wonders,” she said back. “With the wild gamba solo, right?”

“Love and Gravity, Royal Shining Things,” I said the song names like I was using secret passwords. “Forty Months and a Day. The first time I heard that one, I thought my brain was going to catch on fire.”

She didn’t walk away saying I was a freak or an imbecilo turd-toy. I’d been through that enough times before, people telling me to go away, that I was too fanatical, too wound-up, too much. But right there in front of the theater, I went up to her and started talking about Django Conn, and that’s all it took to bring us together. 

“I’ve got some bootleg LPs and some really rare 45s,” I told her, not bragging, but saying it just to see how she’d respond. “I saw a ticket stub from his first show with the Reptiles. A guy had it for sale. It was supposedly autographed, but how could you prove that Django really signed it?”

I kept thinking how amazing it was that she didn’t walk away. Once she’d gotten used to me, and that didn’t take long, she stood there like she was really listening. And I did too. Of course, that was probably easier for me because she was Anna Z, and there was nobody like her on the whole planet, maybe in the whole universe. Her hair wasn’t quite so wild as at the Maxima, but there were still black snakes tangled in it. No liquid blurs of color moved on her glasses. All the same, it was hard to see her eyes. Swept up into Django’s sound, she was lost and found. Standing on the street with me, she wasn’t so free, so spontaneous. But I remembered how she’d been, and I knew she’d be that way again.

I told her about the Angelus, that my family owned it and that I had always lived there. I mentioned Sabina and Carlos and the others. And that was all it took to make the final link between us, because she told me she’d been there just a few hours before. It really was her I’d heard through the wall, talking about blood, fire, moonlight, music, and mutation. It was no phantasm I’d seen walking down the hallway to the elevator.

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Author Leander Watts

Author Leander Watts

About the Author
An avid musician, Leander Watts has played and sung for decades in a wide variety of bands. His interests range from garage rock to skronky jazz, from baroque organ to Appalachian gospel. The first rock concert he attended was David Bowie on the Diamond Dogs tour in 1974. He teaches writing and literature at the State University of New York at Geneseo (his alma mater). Leander Watts is the author of STONECUTTER, WILD RIDE TO HEAVEN, TEN THOUSAND CHARMS, and BEAUTIFUL CITY OF THE DEAD..

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Where to find Leander Watts
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Pre-Release Blitz – SO THAT GOT WEIRD (So Far, So Good) by Amelia Kingston

SO THAT GOT WEIRD Pre-Release Blitz

Welcome to the pre-order blitz for SO, THAT GOT WEIRD, the first book in the adult contemporary romantic comedy series, So Far, So Good, by Amelia Kingston, releasing December 24, 2019. See below for information on the book, pre-order links, and an exclusive excerpt.

SO THAT GOT WEIRD (So Far, So Good #1) by Amelia Kingston

SO THAT GOT WEIRD (So Far, So Good #1) by Amelia Kingston

About the Book
Title: SO, THAT GOT WEIRD: A Painfully Awkward Love Story
Series: So Far, So Good #1
Author: Amelia Kingston
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romantic Comedy
Release Date: December 24, 2019
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & NobleKobo

Synopsis
A painfully awkward love story.

Incomprehensibly awkward Elizabeth Wilde is desperate for love. Connection. Intimacy. After a lifetime of romantic failures, the twenty-one-year-old gamer realizes she needs help. Professional help. She needs…

A sex tutor.

The devastatingly hot jock Austin Jacobs is just the man for the job. As the reigning campus sex god, he has the playboy act down pat. But underneath those six-pack abs beats a broken heart. He doesn’t trust people and he sure as hell doesn’t believe in love.

The odd couple strike a deal. Four weeks of ‘tutoring’ for five thousand dollars.

When Austin coaxes Elizabeth out from behind her computer screen, the attraction they feel is undeniable. They’re both a little broken, but somehow their jagged edges fit. And when their world comes tumbling down on top of them, they each have to decide if this weird thing called love is worth fighting for.

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Excerpt
“Well, Mav.” I’m trying to annoy him, but secretly I like the idea that it’s something only I call him. Maverick. It suits him. “I made us a schedule, actually.” My voice has more uncertainty in it than I was hoping. I hand him the carefully thought-out schedule I crafted over the past few months. 

“Of course you made a schedule,” he quips with a smirk. His smile only grows as he reads. “You made us a sex syllabus, a sex-abus.” 

I groan. He continues undaunted.

“Four weeks, four topics. Looks like we round a base a week. This week’s kissing. Next week is touching, groping, fondling. Then, oral. Giving and receiving. Last week we hit a few home runs,” he offers. 

Sex with Austin. 

I get lost in my thoughts of what these next four weeks are going to be like. My body flushes and I cross my legs, fighting the building warmth between my thighs. It’s not like I haven’t pictured all this before, but now I’m starting to realize it’s actually going to happen. 

You are going to lose your virginity to Austin Jacobs!

“You seriously think we need a whole week dedicated to kissing?” he challenges.

“It’s important to build foundational knowledge in a new subject before advancing to more challenging material.”  

Oh my God, you’re such a nerd.

“Come here.” He saunters around the kitchen island and I stand up to meet him. He steps right into my body. I start to lean back, but he grabs my hands and puts them around his neck. The gesture highlights our height difference. I can barely reach without him having to bend down. 

His fingers slide over the delicate skin of my forearms and down my sides, causing an effervescent tingle across my whole body. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into him firmly. I’m so small in his embrace. It makes me feel dainty and weirdly feminine.

“Kiss me,” he demands.

“Now?” I swallow roughly.

“Now would be good.” 

I don’t do anything. 

I just stand there. 

Kiss him! 

Just do it! 

He’s right here and he is asking you to do it! 

My heart races, my stomach flutters. My throat gets tight. My mouth goes dry. I spiral into panic. Those beautiful blue eyes are bearing down on me expectantly, burning into me. I close my eyes, count to three in my head, and do it. I push forward on my tiptoes and quickly peck him on the lips. Peck is a generous term for the limp-lipped travesty that is my first attempt at a kiss. 

“There,” I declare in placid triumph.

“Damn, I must be a horrible teacher. Is that what I showed you last night?” he says in mock disappointment. 

I look down at his chest and shake my head, feeling like a kid who got caught sneaking candy before dinner.

“How did I kiss you last night?” It isn’t a rhetorical question. He wants me to answer.

“Deep,” I say without thinking. “A-And long,” I add with a shaky breath and a blush. That’s the only way to describe his kiss. Other than being simply amazing.

“Hey.” He lifts my chin up so our eyes meet again. “I know you’re nervous, but you shouldn’t be. This isn’t a big deal. I know you can do this.” Great, now Austin’s giving me a pep talk. Hello, Self-esteem. I’d like you to meet All Time Low. This is a whole new level of embarrassing.

Closing my eyes, I try to think back to his kiss last night. I take a deep breath and this time I pull him down to me. He leans down easily. I run through the checklist I made last night. I brush my lips gently across his as I tilt my head to the side. I place my lips on his, teasing his bottom lip with my tongue lightly.

“Open your lips,” I whisper against him.

“Yes, boss,” he quips. I stifle an annoyed sigh and slide my tongue into his mouth. He lets out a soft moan as his hands slide down to my butt. 

Holy shit! You just made Austin Jacobs moan!

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Author Amelia Kingston

Author Amelia Kingston

About the Author
Amelia Kingston is many things, the most interesting of which are probably California girl, writer, traveler, and dog mom. She survives on chocolate, coffee, wine, and sarcasm. Not necessarily in that order.  

She’s been blessed with a patient husband who’s embraced her nomad ways and traveled with her to over 30 countries across 5 continents (I’m coming for you next, Antarctica!). She’s also been cursed with an impatient (although admittedly adorable) terrier who pouts when her dinner is 5 minutes late. 

She writes about strong, stubborn, flawed women and the men who can’t help but love them. Her irreverent books aim to be silly and fun with the occasional storm cloud to remind us to appreciate the sunny days. As a hopeless romantic, her favorite stories are the ones that remind us all that while love is rarely perfect, it’s always worth chasing. 

Where to Find Amelia Kingston
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