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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE DEMON KISS (Blackthorn Hunters Academy) by Juliana Haygert

THE DEMON KISS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE DEMON KISS, the first book in the young adult paranormal romance series, Blackthorn Hunters Academy, by USA Today bestselling author, Juliana Haygert. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive teaser excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE DEMON KISS (Blackthorn Hunters Academy #1) by Juliana Haygert

THE DEMON KISS (Blackthorn Hunters Academy #1) by Juliana Haygert

About Book 1 – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: THE DEMON KISS
Series: Blackthorn Hunters Academy #1
Author: Juliana Haygert
Release Date: June 13, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
A young woman with a secret heritage. A man who made a deal with the devil. And an academy where the students are just as dangerous as the demons …

Erin
I’ve been kept from the truth all my life. Demons walk the earth, and I’m destined to slay them–I only wish I hadn’t lost someone I loved while discovering that truth.

Now the demons are after me. The only way to stay alive is to attend an academy for demon hunters–a school where I’ll learn how to kill supernaturals and slay the underworld’s minions. But I still feel there are secrets I’m not being told …

Rey
I sold my soul to save my family–and lost everything because of it. Now I’m a slave to the underworld, a fake hunter with half-demon blood.

I’ve been sent on a special assassination mission. If I fail, it means my life. But protecting Erin soon becomes more important than any other task, and there’s something about her that tells me her arrival at the academy will change everything …

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An upper young adult paranormal romance novel set in the universe of the Rite World, this is a dark fantasy you won’t want to miss! Forge your weapons and cast spells in a school where demons are hunted and the hunters themselves become prey.

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Author Juliana Haygert

Author Juliana Haygert

About the Author
While USA Today bestselling author Juliana Haygert dreams of being Wonder Woman, Buffy, or a blood elf shadow priest, she settles for the less exciting—but equally gratifying—life of a wife, mother, and author. Thousands of miles away from her former home in Brazil, she now resides in North Carolina and spends her days writing about kick-ass heroines and the heroes who drive them crazy.

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Where to find Juliana Haygert
Goodreads | Website | NewsletterFacebook | Twitter | Instagram | Pinterest | BookBub

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – RYAN (O’Connor Brothers) by A.S. Kelly

IAN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for RYAN, the second book in the adult contemporary sports romance series, O’Connor Brothers, by A.S. Kelly. See below for information on the book and series, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

RYAN (O'Connor Brothers #2) by A.S. Kelly

RYAN (O’Connor Brothers #2) by A.S. Kelly

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: RYAN
Series: O’Connor Brothers #2
Author: A.S. Kelly
Release Date: May 20, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
I’ve gone back: back to the place where it all started, where somebody else had the final say.

I did it out of love for my family.

I’m trying to rebuild my life, to stay standing, even though my legs hurt like hell. I’m concentrating on myself, on my career.

I’m ready to tear everything apart to try and keep it all together. To hate without feeling guilty for it, because hating others is the only way I know how to keep myself – the person I am – going; and I was doing it.

I was strong. I was untouchable. I was invincible.

Actually, I was deluded.

I didn’t consider everything. I didn’t consider her: the only woman I really want to hate, but who gives me hope. A woman who turns your world upside-down, who entwines herself into your life even if she can only stay until tomorrow.

I’m not looking for tomorrow: I want a future. But I don’t believe in that anymore.

And I can’t turn back, not even for her.

My name is Ryan O’Connor, and I’m about to make a huge mistake. I’m about to let her believe in me, to take a chance. But she’d be betting on the wrong man. I’ve never been the right one. And she’ll be left accepting her bitter defeat.

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RYAN Teaser

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Excerpt #1
His leg brushes against mine, and I jump as if he’s burned me. His eyes scrutinise me, serious and penetrating, and his thigh stays glued to mine, sending everything around us up in flames – myself included. I hold my breath, trying to suppress my instinct to just jump on him, sit on his muscular legs and run my hands through his hair, pulling him towards me. To taste those seductive lips, to touch him and slide my hands down the body I’ve had the pleasure of admiring, but never really touched. I want to trace his abs with my finger, following their shadows down to his waistband and…

“Christine…” his voice is low, seductive.

Our breathing deepens, each melding in time to the rhythm of the other’s, as everything around us disappears. The pasta, the sofa, the room, the house.

Ryan O’Connor swallows up everything.

He swallows me down, whole.

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Author A.S. Kelly

Author A.S. Kelly

About the Author
A.S. Kelly was born in Italy but lives in Ireland with her husband, their two children and a cat named Oscar.

Bookworm, English Literature lover, music passionate, coffee drinker, she lives in a small village in the North of Dublin, where she looks for inspiration for her new stories.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find A.S. Kelly
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – IAN (O’Connor Brothers) by A.S. Kelly

IAN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for IAN, the first book in the adult contemporary sports romance series, O’Connor Brothers, by A.S. Kelly. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

IAN (O'Connor Brothers #1) by A.S. Kelly

IAN (O’Connor Brothers #1) by A.S. Kelly

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: IAN
Series: O’Connor Brothers #1
Author: A.S. Kelly
Release Date: February 15, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Sports Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
I’ve gone back: back to the place where it all started, where somebody else had the final say.

I did it out of love for my family.

I’m trying to rebuild my life, to stay standing, even though my legs hurt like hell. I’m concentrating on myself, on my career.

I’m ready to tear everything apart to try and keep it all together. To hate without feeling guilty for it, because hating others is the only way I know how to keep myself – the person I am – going; and I was doing it.

I was strong. I was untouchable. I was invincible.

Actually, I was deluded.

I didn’t consider everything. I didn’t consider her: the only woman I really want to hate, but who gives me hope. A woman who turns your world upside-down, who entwines herself into your life even if she can only stay until tomorrow.

I’m not looking for tomorrow: I want a future. But I don’t believe in that anymore.

And I can’t turn back, not even for her.

My name is Ryan O’Connor, and I’m about to make a huge mistake. I’m about to let her believe in me, to take a chance. But she’d be betting on the wrong man. I’ve never been the right one. And she’ll be left accepting her bitter defeat.

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IAN Teaser

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Excerpt #1
“Tell me that everything’s okay,” he says seriously. “Tell me that this time no one’s going to run away or regret this or lose their mind over it.”

I look at him and smile. “None of those things are going to happen.”

He exhales and caresses my face with his hand.

“Riley Murray, you’re breathtaking, you know that?”

My heart swells in my chest.

“You’re not so bad yourself.”

He laughs, rolling onto his back and bringing me with him. I lie down and stretch out alongside him, resting my head on his chest. I caress his pecs, his shoulders and his arms. I hear him sigh every time I change the movement.

“Do you want to know what I really like?”

He turns his head to look at me better. I raise my gaze and let myself be taken in by the warmth in his eyes.

“This. You and me.”

He exhales deeply as if he had been holding his breath this whole time.

“I’m begging you, please don’t leave me in the middle of the night.”

And in this moment, with his eyes as sweet and melancholy as I’ve ever seen, Ian O’Connor takes my heart and I know he’ll never give it back.

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IAN Teaser

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Author A.S. Kelly

Author A.S. Kelly

About the Author
A.S. Kelly was born in Italy but lives in Ireland with her husband, their two children and a cat named Oscar.

Bookworm, English Literature lover, music passionate, coffee drinker, she lives in a small village in the North of Dublin, where she looks for inspiration for her new stories.

 

 

 

 

Where to Find A.S. Kelly
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C by Mia Kerick

THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C, a stand-alone new adult LGBTQ+ contemporary romance, by Mia Kerick. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.r

THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C by Mia Kerick

THE SCARECROW AND GEORGE C by Mia Kerick

About the Book
Title: THE PRINCESS OF BAKER STREET
Author: Mia Kerick
Release Date: January 22, 2019
Genre: Young Adult LGBTQ+ Contemporary
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo

Synopsis
High school senior Van Liss is barely human. He thinks of himself as a scarecrow—ragged and unnerving, stuck, and destined to spend his life cold and alone. If he ever had feelings, they were stomped out long ago by his selfish mother and her lecherous boyfriend. All he’s been left with is bitter contempt, to which he clings.

With a rough exterior long used to keep the world at bay, Van spooks George Curaco, the handsome new frycook at the diner where he works. But George C senses there is more to the untouchable Van and refuses to stop staring, fascinated by his eccentricity. When Van learns that George C is even more cold, alone, and frightened than himself, Van welcomes him to his empty home. And ends up finding his heart.

Their road to trust is rocky and, at times, even dangerous. And looming evil threatens to keep them apart forever.

Fair warning: You may want to strap in. It’s going to be a bumpy ride.

*All proceeds of this book go to charity: True Colors United. “True Colors United implements innovative solutions to youth homelessness that focus on the unique experiences of LGBTQ young people.”

 

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Excerpt #2
When he emerges from the bathroom, I can’t stifle a smirk. George C wears my white V-neck T-shirt. It’s quite snug on him, and my pink sweatpants cling to what many people would consider to be all the right places. People who are not Donovan Liss, the human freezer pop, according to our coworker, Walter. I’m surprised at how fit George C is. I’ve never noticed the shape of his body, mainly because I wasn’t looking and I don’t give a shit, but also because he wears baggy camo pants and oversized black T-shirts to work.

My smile fades when he lifts his arms to hang his used towel over the edge of the bathroom door. The T-shirt drifts up and exposes the damage those assholes did to his back. It’s mottled with deep purple bruises. In some places, his skin is broken and raw. I wonder how much of his body is covered with marks. “They kicked you?”

“Uh-huh. A couple times.” He grits his teeth when he sits on the other end of the couch, and I realize I’m no longer gritting mine. “You look nice,” he adds.

I look nice? In sweatpants? Maybe he’s not such a huge fan of scarecrows, after all. “Want something to drink?” I ask. It’s all I can think of to say.

“Water, please,” he replies. “You don’t have any Advil, do you?”

I go to the bathroom and pour water from the tap into two clear plastic cups I keep on the back of the toilet. Then I grab the bottle of Advil from the medicine cabinet and balance it between them. As I walk back, I nearly drop everything with shock when it hits me that I’m not scared.

I’m. Not. Scared.

FYI, I’m freaking always scared.

“Here.” I hand him a cup and the Advil. “What happened to you?” I can’t believe what I’m doing. I’m asking a question. I’m getting involved.

What surprises me further is I’m able to watch as the window to George C’s soul slams shut. He blinks once, and when he opens his eyes, for all intents and purposes, the guy is gone. I recognize what’s happening because it’s what I do best. I close myself off to everyone. And right now, George C is just like me.

“Jonah and Mayo, the guys you met earlier tonight at the diner, asked me a question. They didn’t like my answer. And…they let me know how unhappy they were.”

It’s too late when I realize my mouth is hanging open. I’m actually waiting for more.

“That’s really all I want to say about it. ’Kay?” He glances past me to the far wall. Since nothing hangs there, it’s obvious he’s just trying to avoid my eyes.

I nod because right now, he is me. We’re exactly the same. Looks like I’m not going to need to sleep with a butter knife tonight.

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Author Mia Kerick

Author Mia Kerick

About the Author
Mia Kerick is the mother of four exceptional children—one in law school, another a professional dancer, a third studying at Mia’s alma mater, Boston College, and her lone son, heading off to college. (Yes, the nest is finally empty.) She has published more than twenty books of LGBTQ romance when not editing National Honor Society essays, offering opinions on college and law school applications, helping to create dance bios, and reviewing scholarship essays. Her husband of twenty-five years has been told by many that he has the patience of Job, but don’t ask Mia about this, as it’s a sensitive subject.

Mia focuses her stories on the emotional growth of troubled people in complex relationships. She has a great affinity for the tortured hero in literature, and as a teen, Mia filled spiral-bound notebooks with tales of tortured heroes and stuffed them under her mattress for safekeeping. She is thankful to her wonderful publishers for providing her with an alternate place to stash her stories.

Her books have been featured in Kirkus Reviews magazine, and have won Rainbow Awards for Best Transgender Contemporary Romance and Best YA Lesbian Fiction, a Reader Views’ Book by Book Publicity Literary Award, the Jack Eadon Award for Best Book in Contemporary Drama, an Indie Fab Award, and a Royal Dragonfly Award for Cultural Diversity, a Story Monsters Purple Dragonfly Award for Young Adult e-book Fiction, among other awards.

Mia Kerick is a social liberal and cheers for each and every victory made in the name of human rights. Her only major regret: never having taken typing or computer class in school, destining her to a life consumed with two-fingered pecking and constant prayer to the Gods of Technology. Contact Mia at miakerick@gmail.com or visit at www.miakerickya.com to see what is going on in Mia’s world.

Where to find Mia Kerick
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – HEARTS (The Glass Queendom) by Klarissa King

HEARTS Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for HEARTS, the first book in the adult fantasy twisted Wonderland retelling series, The Glass Queendom, by Klarissa King. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

HeartsHEARTS (The Glass Queendom #1) by Klarissa King

HeartsHEARTS (The Glass Queendom #1) by Klarissa King

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: HEARTS
Series: The Glass Queendom #1
Author: Klarissa King
Release Date: May 26, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Fantasy/Twisted Wonderland Retelling
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
In Spades, there is a game as terrifying as the Sisters of Fate. The Hatterthon. A game so cruel that its brick-roads run red with blood and in every shadow there are players killing to survive. The mysterious Ringmaster seized the Hatter’s once-delightful game long ago, and branded it with his mark. The stain of death…

All I ever wanted was a peaceful life. Most other blacksmiths have no trouble holding onto small dreams like mine, and I’ll envy them for it for all my days. Not only is my village attacked by the Heart-Breakers, in the battle I’m thrown down the Forbidden Well. I land in the most unimaginable place, a place of true terror and wonder. A deadly game called the Hatterthon.

If I’m ever going to get back home, I have to win this dangerous game, where the brick roads run red with blood and allies are just waiting to plunge a blade into the nearest heart. I can’t trust anyone here—especially not Night, the definitely wicked ally I picked up along the way. I’m not sure which is more dangerous: Night, who wears deceit behind the veil of his captivating eyes, or the greatest threat in the game—the Ringmaster. All I know is, I have to strike down my ally before he turns on me and breaks much more than my bones.

Because only one can win the Hatterthon. Before I lose myself to the madness…

In Spades, kisses taste like sweets and wine, and only when they end do you taste the poison on your lips. Hearts is a Wonderland retelling (Hold the Alice!) and is the first in the Glass Queendom Duology. The sequel, Spades, The Glass Queendom, will be released later this year.

HEARTS is no longer a part of the Feared Fables series.

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Excerpt #3

Night haunted my dreams.  We stood, trapped in darkness, lost in the Black Woods.  I knew I was dreaming, though I still breathed a burning question and let it whirl around us like a faint gust of wind.

“Will I die here?”

That was what he meant by coming into my dream, wasn’t it? Showing me the graveyard of magic, the death all around us. He meant to show me where I would meet my own end.

Night’s striking face betrayed nothing. He stepped closer and power pulsed over the inky floor, rippled over my bare feet. My toes dug hard into the black mud and a shiver seized me. In my dreams, nightmares took over. In my dreams, I was my rawest self. I was afraid, and there was no point to faking bravery before him. He wasn’t real.

Bleak eyes stared back at me, and in them I could see the yearning for the woods around us. They longed to be one, connected. And I was the broken bridge separating them.

“Is death what you crave, Shoshanna?” His voice was steady, sounding faraway like he was a dream within the dream. Still, even faint, the steel of his voice cut through me. A blade to a bleeding heart.

His eyes turned dark, blacker than my stained veins and the woods caging us. 

I blinked. And in that moment, he delivered his promise. 

Death was all around me.

At my feet, twisted in a circle, were the bodies of all who I’d ever known. And those who I had killed.

Night’s hand found my chin and gripped, hard. I winced, even in the whispered pain through the dream. But it wasn’t enough to wake me.  He came closer, the trees’ blackness turning to tar, melting away.

“I can give you freedom,” he said, his voice low and seductive enough to flip my stomach and churn my blood with hate. “I can give you the worlds.” He inched closer, and I could taste the caramel on his breath.

‘It’s only a dream’, crooned a chilling voice I wished I could forget. A child’s voice from a deep, damp well that stole my future away from me.

Night’s fingers cut deeper into my chin, locking me in place, as he brought his face to mine. Twilight eyes searched my gaze for answers, for something he hadn’t asked. The Black Woods melted away, but I was the one to melt into him.

It’s only a dream.

Sisters whispered all around me, as though speaking right into my ears, but it was all darkness. The only light I had to hold onto was the pull of Night’s glittering eyes as he turned them down to my lips.

I parted my mouth, letting out a shuddering breath. I became a puppet on the strings of another. I became his, and he pressed his lips to mine.

Hardness. 

It was all wrong.

Once a kiss that fluttered my stomach and tickled my heart was now a kiss that filled me with ice. 

Still…even as sickened as I was by him, I couldn’t deny it. The pull, the seduction of him. His darkness.

Too soon, Night pulled back and his cutting stare struck down at me. 

“But you ask of death.”

I caught the wink of silver before he plunged the blade into my chest…

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Author Klarissa King

Author Klarissa King

About the Author
When not writing, Klarissa can be found in bed poring over a great new release, or reluctantly walking her demanding dogs who pretty much run the house.

She is the writer, Isla Jones. Isla uses the pen-name Klarissa for fantasy, while using Isla Jones for her darker, grittier horror works to help separate the styles and genres for her readers.

To contact Klarissa King, find her here: https://www.facebook.com/Klarissa-King-1005484536303985/?modal=admin_todo_tou

For Isla Jones’ author page, click here: https://www.amazon.com/Isla-Jones/e/B07856GGDF

Where to Find Klarissa King
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES (Water Dragon Races) by K.D. Halbrook

SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES (Book Blitz)

Welcome to the book blitz for SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES, the first book in the middle-grade fantasy series, Water Dragon Races, by K.D. Halbrook. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES (Water Dragon Races #1) by K.D. Halbrook

SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES (Water Dragon Races #1) by K.D. Halbrook

About the Book
Title: SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES
Series: Water Dragon Races #1
Author: K.D. Halbrook
Publisher: Henry Holt and Co.

Release Date: June 4, 2019
Genre:
 Middle Grade Fantasy
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
Set in a vivid, Arab-inspired world filled with friendly and fearsome water dragons, K.D. Halbrook’s Silver Batal and the Water Dragon Races is a middle-grade fantasy adventure, with illustrations by Ilse Gort, that’s perfect for fans of Tui T. Sutherland, Sayantani DasGupta, and Roshani Chokshi.

Silver’s dreams of becoming a legendary water dragon racer come true when she befriends a rare dragon that can swim and fly.

Thirteen-year-old Silver Batal calls the desert home, but her heart belongs to the waters. Although she’s expected to become a jeweler like her father, Silver harbors a secret and forbidden wish to race water dragons. Destiny comes calling when her friendship with a mysterious old woman leads her to Hiyyan, a baby dragon that can swim and fly.

Risking everything, Silver, Hiyyan, and her resourceful cousin Brajon set off across the desert to join the legendary races in the royal city. But the road to Calidia is filled with danger, and the trio must band together as they encounter ferocious cave beasts, clever desert foxes, and cutthroat competition.

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Excerpt #2
“Brajon!” Silver screamed. She jumped to her feet and flung her hands all over her neck, her face, her back. Her feet brushed against something squishy and pricks of pain shot from her soles up into her ankles.

Silver grabbed at her ankles with a cry and her hands came away with blood. The things—the stretching, wormlike things—were above them and below them and they had teeth. They were sucking her blood from the back of her neck and attaching to the bottom of her feet. Brajon frantically danced next to her, trying to yank the slimy things off.

“They’re down my tunic!” he yelped. He flung his top off and clawed at his skin.

“Get them off me!” Silver hopped on her blanket to keep more worms from attaching to her feet, but several were already attached and sucking. Every time she pulled one loose, another took its place. Her skin was being shredded. Trickles of blood began running down her skin. The scent and sight sent the worms into a frenzy.  

“Hiyyan, help!”

But Hiyyan was already trying, biting with his rows of teeth. He beat his wings at the worms that kept dropping from the ceiling and stomped the ones on the ground with his big, flat feet. His thick scales were impenetrable, but he roared, sharing in her pain.

In his frenzy to reach Silver, Hiyyan knocked Brajon to the ground, where more worms rose up to attach themselves to his arms.

“Help!” Brajon screamed again.

In the chaos, Silver slipped and fell to the ground, banging her cheek against the rock. She bit her tongue and the salty taste of blood exploded in her mouth. A worm smelled the blood on her tongue and lunged for her face.

“Noooo!”

This is the end, Silver thought, clamping her mouth shut and protecting her face with her hands. Some destiny. I’m going to be eaten alive by worms before I ever get to race Hiyyan.

But then a pair of those silvery eyes flashed in the corner of her vision. A small furry creature leaped past her face, taking the worm in its mouth and ripping it to shreds. The torn pieces thrashed before becoming still.

And then, more silver eyes and more furry creatures were flying through the air, landing with their sharp little teeth poised to tear the worms apart. There were dozens…maybe hundreds of them, all attacking the slithering worms. Silver felt the slimy jaws yanked painfully from her body. She frantically felt for any remaining worms, then tore one from her shoulder. She threw it into the water where a fish gobbled it up.

Slowly, the haziness in Silver’s vision faded. All the colorful spots that appeared and burst went away. She lay on the cave floor until her heart calmed. Her body still tingled, but the bleeding soon stopped. Hiyyan stopped writhing and curled up next to her. A few feet away, she heard Brajon working to catch his breath.

Just inside the glow of their lantern, several pairs of little animal eyes watched them, waiting, as though they wouldn’t leave until they were sure Silver and Brajon were all right.

“Desert foxes,” Silver whispered.

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Author K.D. Halbrook

Author K.D. Halbrook

About the Author
K.D. Halbrook is an author of Middle Grade and Young Adult novels (as Kristin Halbrook). Her debut Middle Grade book, SMOKE AND MIRRORS (Simon & Schuster/Paula Wiseman Books) was called “captivating,” “enchanting,” and “artful” in trade reviews and, in a starred review, the BCCB said, “The novel’s wistful prose and a relatable search for the Light will be rewarding for readers who can see in the Smoke any number of metaphors for the things that haunt us.”

K.D.’s next Middle Grade is the first in an exciting series: SILVER BATAL AND THE WATER DRAGON RACES, releasing in June, 2019 from Macmillan/Henry Holt BFYR.

K.D. is a graduate of the University of Washington and lives with her family and floofy goldendoodle in Seattle. When not writing and sharing her love of books with readers, she enjoys cooking and baking, running and triathlon training, yoga, gardening, painting, hiking, and travel. She would love a dragon that swims AND flies.

 

Where to Find K.D. Halbrook
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – HIGH KING OF BRITAIN (Once and Future Hearts) by Tracy Cooper-Posey

HIGH KING OF BRITAIN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for HIGH KING OF BRITAIN, the fifth book in the adult historical fantasy romance series, Once and Future Hearts, by Tracy Cooper-Posey. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

HIGH KING OF BRITAIN (Once and Future Hearts #5) by Tracy Cooper-Posey

HIGH KING OF BRITAIN (Once and Future Hearts #5) by Tracy Cooper-Posey

About the Book
Title: HIGH KING OF BRITAIN
Series: Once and Future Hearts #5
Author: Tracy Cooper-Posey
Publisher: Stories Rule Press

Release Date: May 30, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Historical Fantasy Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
All she wants is to fight for Arthur and Britain.

Lady Mair is a daughter of Corneus—the house of perfect warriors—and wants only to serve Arthur, War Duke of Britain, as her brothers Lucan and Bedivere do.  Yet King Alun of Brocéliande wants to make her his queen, which would mean leaving Britain and Arthur’s court.

Alun’s younger brother and Mair’s best friend, Rawn, sees things as Mair does—nothing is more important than being the best warriors they can be.

Only Mair is entangled in the politics of the kings and leaders surrounding Arthur, just as his army prepares to fight two major battles in one summer, and people wonder when Arthur will become High King of Britain.

Plus, Rawn is hiding secrets of his own, that run counter to Mair’s desparate wish to be free to fight for Britain.

This novel is part of the ancient historical romance series, Once and Future Hearts, set in Britain during the time of King Arthur.

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Excerpt #1
After washing and exchanging her bloody war gear for clean leather, Mair ducked under the tent flap and went in search of wine, her mind calm, her thoughts peaceful.  The battle had been won. It was time to celebrate.

Somewhere nearby, there would be a campfire with like-minded warriors sitting around it, with wineskins and cups.  A place would be made for her.

“Lady Mair.”  The call came from her left.  

Mair halted to look.  The man who came toward her was black of hair, with a sharp jaw.  He looked familiar. Mair took in his wide shoulders, and the strong wrists.  He had washed and changed just as she had, so there were no house markings on his clothes or cloak to tell her who he was.  

She glanced at his face once more as he stopped before her.   He had thick dark brows over very blue eyes…and then she knew why he seemed familiar to him.  “Arawn Uther,” she said. “You have joined Arthur’s army now?”

“My brother sent me, as he could not be spared himself,” Arawn Uther said.  “Alun remains in Lesser Britain to hold the eastern borders with Hoel.” He reached inside his over tunic, underneath the cloak.  “I have a letter for you, from Alun.”

The mention of a letter should have filled her with delight.  Instead, Mair felt a twisting and tightening in her belly. “He did not send it by messenger?”

“Not this letter,” Arawn Uther held the sealed roll toward her.  

The very slight emphasis made her hesitate as she reached for the roll.  “Why this letter? You know what is in it, don’t you?”

Arawn Uther didn’t shift his stance.  His expression did not change. Yet Mair could feel the wave of sadness that swept him.  His blue eyes glittered. “My mother…Ilsa…”  His throat worked.

Mair sighed.  “Oh, Arawn… I’m so sorry.”  

He nodded.  Then he cleared his throat.  “As you can imagine, my mother’s passing changes things.”

He did not finish the thought, but he did not need to.  Mair could finish it all by herself. It changes things between you and Alun.  

Alun had been pressing for a solid arrangement between them for years, via messengers and couriers, and letters like this one.  Now, with his mother’s passing, he would reasonably expect to secure the next generation.

Mair looked at the roll hanging forgotten in Arawn’s hand.  She didn’t want to read it. Once she read Alun’s entreaty that she join him in Brocéliande, she would be forced to make a decision.

Mair gripped Arawn’s arm.  “It is not the time to tax our minds with such matters,” she said firmly.  “We have clawed victory from this day. I was about to find some wine and I insist you come and drink it with me.”

“But…”

She shook her head.  “No. You fought today as I did.  You now get to enjoy the warrior’s rights.  Drink and…perhaps we can find you a willing, warm woman, to take that care from your eyes.”

Arawn rolled his eyes.  “Really, Lady Mair–”

“Mair,” she said firmly.  

“Rawn,” he replied, just as firmly.  He narrowed his eyes and stuffed the letter back inside his tunic.  “Where is this wine you speak of?”

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Author Tracy Cooper-Posey

Author Tracy Cooper-Posey

About the Author
Tracy Cooper-Posey is a #1 Best Selling Author.  She writes romantic suspense, historical, paranormal and science fiction romance.  She has published over 100 novels since 1999, been nominated for five CAPAs including Favourite Author, and won the Emma Darcy Award.

She turned to indie publishing in 2011. Her indie titles have been nominated four times for Book Of The Year. Tracy won the award in 2012, and an SFR Galaxy Award in 2016 for “Most Intriguing Philosophical/Social Science Questions in Galaxybuilding”.  She has been a national magazine editor and for a decade she taught romance writing at MacEwan University.

She is addicted to Irish Breakfast tea and chocolate, sometimes taken together. In her spare time she enjoys history, Sherlock Holmes, science fiction and ignoring her treadmill. An Australian Canadian, she lives in Edmonton, Canada with her husband, a former professional wrestler, where she moved in 1996 after meeting him on-line.

Where to Find Tracy Cooper-Posey
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – ACCIDENTAL KNIGHT by Nicole Snow

ACCIDENTAL KNIGHT Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for ACCIDENTAL KNIGHT, a stand-alone adult contemporary romance, by Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

ACCIDENTAL KNIGHT by Nicole Snow

ACCIDENTAL KNIGHT by Nicole Snow

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: ACCIDENTAL KNIGHT
Author: Nicole Snow
Release Date: May 28, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Accidentally wed to a man I’ve never met…

I inherited a freaking husband. Grandpa’s will was a shocker: huge fortune, gorgeous ranch, and the best horse ever. The fine print? Marrying Mr. Grump-alicious. The man who’s supposed to protect me from…what, exactly? That’s what I hope to find out if Drake Larkin ever talks.

I know what I’m in for the first time his glance tears me open. A broody enigma who’s large and in charge. A mute who curls my toes when he barks a few words. A silly, shameful, is-this-real-life crush I can’t afford.

Did I mention our pretend marriage-rodeo lasts six damn months? Long enough to teach my heart cartwheels. Time enough to seal this madness with a kiss. Insane enough for secrets to slip – and sting.

Grandpa’s last wishes scare me. So do Drake’s real motives. But it’s my beast of a “husband” who makes ridiculous seem right. Have I found my knight? Does love have a prayer when life throws us a dragon?

From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow – a mistake meant to be. One moody alpha slayer gives his all to rustle up the damsel of his dreams. Full length romance novel with a heartwarming Happily Ever After.

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Bella

“You aren’t going nowhere till I see how bad that knee is,” he rumbles. “Shit. If I’d known outside it was bleeding so bad, I’d have carried you in.”

Peachy. Another image I don’t need, being flung over Drake’s wall of a shoulder like this is some kind of crazy western romance novel or something.

He would have to say something like that, wouldn’t he? Kick this whole awkward attraction thing into overdrive.

I shake my head too fast. “Come on, it’s not that bad. Barely hurts. I’m sure it’s like my arms. The blood makes it look worse than it is.”

“Really?”

I nod.

“So where’s the blood coming from that’s dripping on your sock?”

“What?” I lean forward to see.     

It’s the only ruse, the only opening, he needs. Taking advantage of my movement, he lifts me up in one quick jerk.

Pain flares up my leg, into my thigh, and down again into my shin. I suck in a breath to counter it and to keep from squealing.

“Barely hurting now?” he says.

“Screw you,” I snap. It hurts, honestly. Stings so bad I can’t even afford to kick him where it counts.

“Not today, darlin’. No time for sexy business.”

Oh. My. God.

My other knee almost gives out. It’s mostly Drake propping me up, running his hands up my legs, and then…then we’re doing this.

“Hold on to the table so I can unbutton your jeans.”

I reach for it, all right, because that sentence nearly destroys what’s left of my poor sanity.

Thankfully, an iota of common sense prevails. “I’m not that helpless! I’ll unbutton them myself.”

“Go ahead. Unzip, too. Then push them down.”

“I don’t need step by step instructions!” I almost shout it.

Other parts of me are far too well aware how close he’s standing next to me.

How his hands feel on my waist, supposedly to steady me.

How I’m about to drop my jeans, and be standing here, in front of this total stranger I’m married to, wearing next to nothing.

The shine in his eyes says he’s enjoying this. Of-freaking-course he is.

It can’t be that bad, can it?

Maybe I can even have some fun, leave him with a lovely view he’ll never see again. Of all my ass-sets, I know what men like best, even if I’m still a hopeless virgin.

Deviancy strikes. I’ve worn less at the beach.

“Okay,” I whisper.

Then, meeting his gaze, I unbutton, unzip, and push down my jeans for Drake Larkin.

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Author Nicole Snow

Author Nicole Snow

About The Author
Nicole Snow is a Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling author. She found her love of writing by hashing out love scenes on lunch breaks and plotting her great escape from boardrooms. Her work roared onto the indie romance scene in 2014 with her Grizzlies MC series.

Since then Snow aims for the very best in growly, heart-of-gold alpha heroes, unbelievable suspense, and swoon storms aplenty.

 

 

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Where to Find Nicole Snow
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE LADY RAVEN (A Dark Cinderella Tale) by Rebecca Henry

THE LADY RAVEN Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE LADY RAVEN, a stand-alone adult dark Cinderella fairytale retelling, by Rebecca Henry. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE LADY RAVEN (A Dark Cinderella Tale) by Rebecca Henry

THE LADY RAVEN (A Dark Cinderella Tale) by Rebecca Henry

About the Book
Title: THE LADY RAVEN
Author: Rebecca Henry
Release Date: December 5, 2017
Genre: Adult Fantasy/Fairytale Retelling
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
In The Lady Raven, Rebecca Henry tells the tale of Zezolla, a little princess abandoned by her father into the hands of her evil stepmother and wicked stepsisters. A familiar fairy tale you may think but all is not as it appears. The reader is soon drawn into a web of witchcraft, lies and deceit, and gradually realises that this is no typical fairy tale but a dark and macabre take on one. Zezolla is treated with the utmost cruelty, neglected and vilified, and left to live in the damp cellars of the castle. The only friends Zezolla has are her beloved raven and her pet wolf. Her only comfort lies in the loyalty of the creatures of the forest and her mother’s hazel tree. Will Zezolla have the power to escape her torment and ultimately save herself from the unscrupulous clutches of the king? The Lady Raven is a compelling tale and one that is not for the faint-hearted.

 

 

 

 

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Baldric bent down, whispering into his wife’s ear. “I am going to drown you in the river, my love. I want you to hear my words and know that it is I who will kill you.  Do not think that I do not know what you did.” Before Avelina could protest, her face was plunged into the icy water. She tried pulling her head up, but Baldric was too strong. She began to buck her legs around like a mule, desperate to make contact with Baldric, anything to weaken his grip. Baldric climbed on top of her and pinned her body beneath his. “Die, Avelina.” he growled. Hands were flying all around him as he drowned his wife, the only woman he ever loved. Princess Avelina was a fighter and she determined to stay alive, but it was to no avail.

Baldric kept her head under the water well after her body stopped moving. Avelina’s betrayal caused Baldric’s love to turn to hate, just as water turns to ice in the frozen kiss of winter.

“Die, you lying witch. Die! You do not deserve the life you have. You do not deserve me. You have taken everything I’ve loved away and now I will take everything from you.” Baldric’s hands trembled with rage as he dismounted his wife’s limp body. Baldric arose, looking around the grounds to ensure that no witnesses could testify to his crime. Still, he would not suffer the consequence of murdering his wife. To seal his innocence, he gathered heavy rocks from the bank and shoved them in Avelina’s robes.

“They will think it a suicide and my hands will never be traced to her death.” He bent down to see her face one last time before kicking her corpse into the lake.

“I loved you mind, body, and soul. I would have loved you until my dying breath, but I will never think of you again. From this day forth, you no longer consume my heart. May you rest in hell, my love.” He watched her body sink; he was triumphant, sentencing her to the punishment that fitted the crime: death.

Before her body disappeared into the ultramarine water, he spat on her. One final act of defiance.

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Author Rebecca Henry

Author Rebecca Henry

About the Author
Rebecca Henry is a newly published author. Her debut novel is The Lady Raven, A Dark Cinderella Tale, which was published in 2017. The Lady Raven, is for those who have an affinity for fairy tales retold with a link to witches, magic and the macabre. Her second novel, Louisiana Latte, a chick lit comedy was released February 28th 2019. Louisiana Latte, is a feel good comedy that focuses on the bonds of sisters, and how audacious life can be when you have a diva for one! Both books are available on amazon as well as Barnes & Noble.

Rebecca Henry is a world traveler living abroad in England. Besides being an author of two published books, Rebecca is also a podcast talk host on the show The Latte Talk. The podcast was inspired by her latest novel, Louisiana Latte and her diva sister Deb. She is a serious vegan, gardener, crafter, wife and mom who practices yoga. She loves to laugh, her drug of choice and loves all things witchy with a hint of the macabre. Her favorite holiday is Halloween and her favorite movie of all time is Practical Magic.

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Where to Find Rebecca Henry
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Book Blitz – Teaser + Giveaway – JACKSON (Reed Security) by Giulia Lagomarsino

JACKSON Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for JACKSON, the fourteenth 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 teaser, and details on her giveaway.

JACKSON (Reed Security #14) by Giulia Lagomarsino

JACKSON (Reed Security #14) by Giulia Lagomarsino

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Title: JACKSON
Series: Reed Security #14 (Book 2 of a 3 Book Arc)
Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Release Date: May 27, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
This is the 14th book in the Reed Security Series and the 2nd book of a 3 book arc. The arc books need to be read in order and it is suggested that the rest of the series is read in order as well.

Jackson Lewis saved Raegan Cartwright from a terrible situation and has been keeping her and her parents safe. Raegan knows she can trust the sexy man she’s staying with, but her confidence has taken a beating. Still, she refuses to be the wilting flower that everyone expects of her. If only she could get Jackson to see that. He sees only what he wants to, sure that her refusal to talk about what happened as a sign she couldn’t move on. But when all hell breaks loose at Reed Security, Raegan is pulled into one dangerous situation after another. When it is discovered that Raegan isn’t just an innocent bystander but directly linked to Reed Security’s current situation, she finds herself even more intertwined and is fully prepared to face her issues head-on. But this is more than just an abusive ex. This is something that involves innocent people and deadly consequences. But Reed Security is relying on her and she won’t let them down.

 

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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 – SHANTALLOW by Cara Martin

SHANTALLOW Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for SHANTALLOW, a stand-alone young adult horror novel, by Cara Martin, releasing September 24, 2019. See below for information on the book, preorder links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

SHANTALLOW by Cara Martin

SHANTALLOW by Cara Martin

About the Book
Title: SHANTALLOW
Author: Cara Martin
Publisher: Cormorant Books
Release Date: September 24, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Horror
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble

Synopsis
Tanvi isn’t the girl of Misha’s dreams; she’s the girl from his nightmares. She has appeared in his chilling dreams before he even meets her; when he DOES meet her, he falls for her.

Their relationship turns stormy, bordering on abusive, and takes a dramatic turn when they are held captive by a group hoping to extract money from Tanvi’s wealthy family.

But there is something more sinister at work, and the kidnappers and their victims find themselves struggling for survival as a supernatural force from Misha’s nightmares makes itself known in the real world.

 

 

 

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She wasn’t a dream. We weren’t standing in the clearing in the woods, the sky as black as dirty oil and gloom pressing in on us from every angle. She was a regular teenage girl next to me, one of her overalls straps threatening to slip off her shoulder.

Tanvi shifted into park and furrowed her eyebrows. “You like what you see?” she asked pointedly, right hand firmly clutching the gearshift. Brown eyes stared at me appraisingly, a current of antagonism headed directly for my forehead while I refused to duck.

“Excuse me?” I said.

“You’ve been staring at me practically the entire ride. I figured you must like what you see.” If she’d seen me in her nightmares she would’ve stared too. On the lawn and again in her car. No matter how she tried to stop herself.

“I do,” I admitted. I like it a lot. The hairs at the back of my neck stood on end. My calf muscles clenched and my jaw along with them, the falling sensation expanding inside me like a mushroom cloud, annihilating everything else.

A sour smile skimmed across Tanvi’s lips, only to be replaced with a frown. “What if I followed you inside?” she asked. “What would you do?”

That wasn’t a fair question, and I frowned back. Outside a dog was barking wearily, as if purely by habit. Arctic air from the car vents brushed my arms like invisible fingertips.

“You don’t want me to?” Tanvi asked, leaning back against the headrest.

Then her cellphone chirped, demanding her attention and giving me extra time to work out her desired reaction. Was she messing with my head? Baiting me so that she could relish shooting me down? What could I do or say that wouldn’t be the wrong thing? Who the hell was this girl? Why was she stalking my nightmares?

Tanvi fished her phone out of her overalls pocket, biting the side of her lip as she glanced at the screen. “My friends back at the movie theater,” she volunteered with a glance. “They realized I was gone.”

“Why did you leave?”

Tanvi shrugged, her dusty pink lips drooping at the corners. “I didn’t want to be there.”

“Because of your bad day?”

“Uh-huh.” Any anger coming off her had dissolved, sadness gusting in to take its place. My defensiveness began to fall away as the change registered.

“I don’t think you really want to be here either,” I observed, heart punching against my rib cage. “Why’d you drive me home?”

“I don’t know.” She laid a finger against the amethyst centerpiece of her bracelet. “Don’t you ever do something without really knowing why?”

“All the time,” I replied. Not the whole truth, but it made Tanvi smile.

“Actually, I do know,” she admitted with an incline of her head. “I didn’t want to think. I wanted” — her lips lingered, blooming in slow motion — “a break. But I don’t want to talk about what from. That defeats the purpose.”

“Okay,” I said quietly, the ground beneath us shifting and whatever was going to happen between us tonight beginning to come into focus. “Then … come in if you like.” I unbuckled my seatbelt, the joint pain and headache worse now that I was opening the car door and stepping onto the asphalt. Nervous energy collided with the flu symptoms, struggling to overtake them. Leaning down, I peered into the car. “I do want you to,” I said.

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Author Cara Martin

Author Cara Martin

About the Author
Cara Martin is the author of several acclaimed novels for young people published under the name C. K. Kelly Martin. Her most recent novel, Stricken, was released in 2017. A graduate of the Film Studies program at York University, Cara has lived in the Greater Toronto Area and Dublin, Ireland. Within the space of 3500 miles she’s worked a collection of quirky jobs at multiple pubs and video stores, an electricity company, a division of the Irish post office, a London toyshop, and an advertising analytics company. She’s also been an image editor for a dot-com startup that didn’t survive the 90s, and a credit note clerk for Canada’s largest national distributor of General Merchandise. Cara currently resides in Ottawa, Ontario with her husband and is still afraid of the Child Catcher from the film adaptation of CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG.

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Where to Find Cara Martin
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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE HATE YOU DRINK by N.R. Walker

THE HATE YOU DRINK Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for THE HATE YOU DRINK, a stand-alone adult contemporary LGBTQ+ romance, by N.R. Walker. See below for information on the book, buy links, an exclusive excerpt, and details on her giveaway.

THE HATE YOU DRINK by N.R. Walker

THE HATE YOU DRINK by N.R. Walker

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Title: THE HATE YOU DRINK
Author: N.R. Walker
Release Date: May 23, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary LGBTQ+Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Erik Keston, son of the Keston Real Estate empire, knows what it takes to be successful. Despite his inherent wealth, he holds his own. He works hard, he’s grounded, he’s brilliant. He’s also secretly in love with his best friend.

Monroe Wellman lost his parents three years ago and never grieved, never recovered. Inheriting the family company and wealth means nothing, and his spiral of self-destruction is widespread and spectacular. Dubbed Sydney’s bad boy, he spends more days drunk than sober, and the only person who’s stuck by him through it all is his best mate.

But when Monroe hits rock bottom, Erik gives him an ultimatum, and his entire world comes to a grinding halt. But it’s when the haze is lifted that Monroe can truly see what he’s been searching for was never in the bottom of a bottle. It’s been by his side all along.

An 80,000-word friends to lovers story about fighting the demons within, and trusting in the love that takes its place.

“Because when all you drink is hate, that’s what you become.”

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Excerpt #1
I didn’t need to see the photographs of the wrecked car or the glass and metal strewn across the gutter. I didn’t need the reminder of how close it had been this time. I closed the newspaper, folded it in half, and slid it across the counter and let out an exhausted sigh. I didn’t want to meet Jeffrey’s disappointed gaze. I knew that look. I’d seen it more times than I could count. Jeffrey Kwon, a distinguished Korean-Australian man with short greying hair and a kind face, had been a close friend of Monroe’s parents as well as their trusted lawyer for thirty years, and Jeffrey assumed the same role for Monroe when his parents died. He was no-nonsense and astute, but he had a heart of gold and everyone knew Monroe would be lost without him. Well, everyone but Monroe.

“Where is he?”

“Still asleep,” I replied. I walked over to the nearest couch and all but fell into it, my head in my hands.

“You haven’t been to bed yet?”

I was too tired to even scoff. “Nope. It was after three by the time we left the police station. And then I had to get him into bed.” I didn’t tell him that I’d sat on the end of Monroe’s bed when he’d passed out, trying to calm my anxiety. How many nights had I got a phone call from him, drunk, needing help or a lift, to pick him up from a bar or the police station? A quick glance at my phone told me it was just after eight. The morning sun was up and glaring angrily over the Pacific like it could feel my mood. I scrubbed my hand over my face, feeling the minutes of sleep I’d missed. “How he didn’t hurt himself or someone else, I’ll never know.”

“It’s only a matter of time before he does.” Jeffrey’s tone was as sharp as his suit, whereas I felt like Monroe’s crumpled wreck that had been winched onto the tow truck last night.

I nodded, because he was right. We all knew he was right. Everyone, that was, but Monroe.

“I’ll have the insurance forms sent over this afternoon,” Jeffrey said. He rarely let his emotions show, but I could tell he was angry and disappointed. He was probably a dozen different emotions right now. What he wasn’t was surprised. This was far from the first time.

“Thanks, Jeffrey. He does appreciate it.”

He gave a nod and walked toward the grand foyer, but he stopped before he got to the door. “Does he? Does he appreciate all you do for him?”

I didn’t answer. Even if I knew what to say, I couldn’t get the words out. But Jeffrey didn’t wait for a reply. The soft click of the front door was loud in the silence.

My heart was a weighted lump in my chest. My ribs felt too tight like I couldn’t breathe properly. Like I hadn’t been able to breathe properly in years. The space of Monroe’s house was vast—tiled floors, high ceilings, glass walls overlooking the ocean, no expense spared—yet the vast emptiness was overwhelming. A mansion worth several million dollars, on every elite real-estate list in Australia, was a hollow void of loneliness and grief, much like the man who owned it. Who was, at that very moment, passed out drunk in his bed.

The heaviness of the last twelve hours settled over me, and I slumped down on the couch, pulled a cushion under my head, and closed my eyes.

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“Hey, sleeping beauty, wake up.”

I startled and shot up. Disoriented at first, until I remembered I was on Monroe’s couch. He was standing at the end of the sofa with his arms full of brown paper bags, and then I could smell something.

“I was starving,” he said. “And Uber Eats is a gift from the gods. Shuffle up.”

I slid up the couch a little and he parked himself next to me, shoved the bags and a pizza box onto the coffee table, then pulled it toward us. “I didn’t know what you felt like, so I got that wood-fired pizza you like and some curry and—”

“What time is it?” I asked. Usually the view out the window was a good indication of the time, but it had come over cloudy. Summer storms usually rolled in around four.

“Half two.”

“Shit. I didn’t mean to sleep that long. I was supposed to go into the office today.”

Monroe shrugged like he did to most responsibility. “Here, get this into ya.” He opened the pizza box and turned it to face me.

I took a bite and moaned. It was so good. “How long you been up?”

“An hour or so.”

His black hair was damp and he smelled of salt water. “I didn’t hear you swim.” Which was surprising considering the living room opened up into the pool area.

“Stealth mode,” he said with a grin, his blue eyes sparkling. “Nah. You were dead to the world.”

I didn’t bother explaining that I didn’t get to sleep till after eight. I studied his face; there was a small scratch on his forehead and marks on his hands, probably from the glass or air bag. “How you feeling?”

“Good.”

And that was his problem. He always woke up feeling fine. Maybe if he’d ever suffered just one hangover in his life, he might think twice about drinking so much.

“Your picture’s in the paper,” I said. “And photos of the car.”

He grimaced for half a second before he took another forkful of curry. “You see Jeffrey?”

I nodded. “He was here before eight this morning. He brought the paper with him.”

Monroe stirred his curry, frowning. “Was he mad?”

“Yep. Said he’ll have the insurance papers sent around for the car.” I took a bite of pizza and swallowed it. “Wanna tell me what happened last night?”

He sighed. “Not really. I had one too many. You know how it is.”

“One?”

“Okay, a few.”

“And you drove.”

“I was fine.”

“Your blood alcohol level was high range.”

He frowned again, this time stabbing a piece of curried beef. “I was fine. I didn’t feel drunk at all.”

I knew there was no point in arguing with him, so I tried a different approach. “You could have hurt yourself, Monroe,” I said gently. “Or someone else. You’re lucky it was a pole you hit and not a pedestrian or a car full of kids.”

“Yeah, it was stupid, I know. I won’t do it again.”

“Well, no, you can’t. Because now you don’t have a car or a licence.”

He pointed his fork at me. “That is true. Well, there’s the old Discovery in the garage,” he said. “Haven’t driven that in a while.”

“Old? It’s two years old,” I said. “And you’re not driving it anywhere. You get caught driving unlicensed now and the judge will likely throw the book at you to prove a point. Not to mention that unlicensed means uninsured.”

“Where’s your sense of adventure?” he asked, giving me that sly grin that usually got him out of all kinds of trouble.

“My sense of adventure is keeping you out of jail.”

He chuckled and nudged me with his shoulder. “Always looking out for me,” he said. “Thanks, by the way, for coming to get me last night.”

“I should have left you there,” I said, nudging him back. “In a cell with two guys named Warthog and Donk.”

He laughed. “Sounds like a dream I had once. It didn’t end badly, let’s just say that much.”

I snorted, unable to stay mad at him. And that was my problem. I could never stay mad at him.

He put his curry down and took a slice of pizza, biting into it. “Mmm, this is good too. Hey, we should go out tonight. There’s a summer blues night on at the Wharf.”

I shook my head, but he was, like always, relentless and charming and so fucking cute, and I could never say no to him. Which was another one of my problems.

“Come on, it’ll be fun. It’s summer. We’ll have a swim, laze about for the afternoon, have a nap, then we can go out later. Who knows, you might even find some random to take home.”

I forced a smile, like I always did. “Unlikely.”

“Dunno why,” he said, oblivious. “You don’t look half bad,” he said with a smirk and a nudge. “If a young Robert Redford is your thing and you have more money than God. And fuck knows guys throw themselves at you.”

“More money than God?”

“Shut up, you know you do.” He pushed the pizza box away. “You know what your problem is, Erik?”

Actually, I did. But I played along. “Nope, tell me what my problem is.”

“You’re too picky.”

I snorted. “Is that right?”

“Yep. So tonight, when a guy looks twice at you, take him into the bathrooms.”

“Not really my style, but thanks.”

He laughed and stood up, then walked toward the pool. The glass doors were all pushed back, transforming the inside living area into a huge outdoor living area. He peeled off his shirt and stopped to face me. He looked even better in the sunlight. “Are you gonna lecture me about swimming after eating?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

“Then get your arse into the pool with me. It’s too nice a day and life is too damn short.” He tossed his shirt and dived into the pool.

And there were both our problems laid bare. His was that he shirked off all responsibility, drank far too much, and lived like every day was his last, which in his case, with his drinking problem and reckless nature, it very well could be.

My problem was that I couldn’t stay mad at him and I couldn’t say no to him.

Oh, that, and I was absolutely head over heels in love with him. Had been since we were eighteen years old. I was so in love with him, I’d let him treat me like a doormat if it just meant he’d keep me around. It was a sickness.

He had his addiction, and he was mine.

His addiction to alcohol was killing him.

And watching him slowly spiral out of control, being so close to him but so far away, was killing me.

Addiction, in all its forms, fucking sucked.

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Author N.R. Walker

Author N.R. Walker

About the Author
N.R. Walker is an Australian author, who loves her genre of gay romance. She loves writing and spends far too much time doing it, but wouldn’t have it any other way.

She is many things: a mother, a wife, a sister, a writer. She has pretty, pretty boys who live in her head, who don’t let her sleep at night unless she gives them life with words. She likes it when they do dirty, dirty things… but likes it even more when they fall in love.

She used to think having people in her head talking to her was weird, until one day she happened across other writers who told her it was normal.

She’s been writing ever since…

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – BUMP (Second Chance Alpha Bad-Boy Romance) by Maggie Marr

BUMP Book Blitz

Welcome to the book blitz for BUMP, a stand-alone adult contemporary Second Chance Alpha Bad-Boy Romance, byUSA Today bestselling author, Maggie Marr. See below for the cover, information on the book, and preorder links.

BUMP (Second Chance Alpha Bad-Boy Romance) by Maggie Marr

BUMP (Second Chance Alpha Bad-Boy Romance) by Maggie Marr

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title:
 BUMP
Series: Second Chance Alpha Bad-Boy Romance
Author: Maggie Marr
Release Date: May 21, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Our relationship is over. We’ve loved and lost. Or that’s what we thought. It was one drunken night at his sister’s wedding and we fooled around…a one-night hook up. And then we became XWB (exes with benefits) nothing serious–just for fun. There’s no way I’d ever get pregnant right?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I’ve managed to accomplish nearly nothing all afternoon. Wonder why? I’ve looked up baby names, baby bottles, baby clothes, baby books, and articles on baby brain development for the last three hours, but other than that? Nothing. My cell buzzes and I grab it from my purse. Recognizing the phone number of Katy the director of HR at the tech company in Palo Alto, I jump up from my desk and push shut my office door.

“Hey, this is Carmen,” I say

“Carmen!” Katy’s voice is more chipper than a cruise director on speed. “Wanted to check in with you to see if you got our offer and benefits package!”

“I did, thank you, just uh…looking over that now,” I say. I sit at my desk and pull the offer up on my computer. Waaaay better than what I make now, plus the opportunity to work with a tech firm in Northern California is just exactly what I’ve always wanted.

“We were hoping to get a commitment from you…soon.”

“Right,” I sigh. “Could you, uh…give me a few more days?”

“Sure thing! You’ll want to discuss it with the husband.” I hear her smile over the phone. I don’t mention that there is no husband to discuss the offer with. She continues, “I get it. Big move and all. Get back to me as soon as you can, cause you’re the person we want for this job!”

“Thanks,” I say and press off on my phone.

Pregnant. New job. Divorce. And a move.

Hmm…not much else I can handle today. Think I’ll head home to pajamas and Netflix and possibly a dinner with Dave, since he did offer to Netflix and chill tonight.

I’m nearly home when my phone rings again. This time, it’s Becca. She’s been checking in on me every other day since she got back from her honeymoon. I answer and after she fills me in on the latest way that Jake is proving to her how perfect she is—ah newlyweds—the topic turns to getting together.

“Wait, so are we still on for yoga?” Becca asks. “Torrey can’t come because she’s packing.”

“She’s seriously moving to Australia?” I ask.

“Yep, three months there, then six months here. She and Brett are giving it a try. Personally, I think it’s totally gonna work. I mean, why not?”

“Why not indeed,” I say. “Yes to yoga.” I pull open my front door to what was Dave and my house, and what will soon be my house only, and then possibly some other couple’s house entirely.

“Okay great, gotta go. Mr. Jia and Dad just arrived.” Becca clicks off.

The house smells like red sauce and garlic and basil and pasta and…oh my God is that chicken parm?

“Hey! I’m in the kitchen,” Dave calls out.

I hang my jacket in the closet. He never made dinner when we were married. I take a deep breath and plaster a smile onto my face. I still don’t know what I’m going to tell Dave…or when. With all the loss we experienced as a couple, part of me feels as though I need to sit with this information. I turn the corner and the sexiest man I know stands over a pan of marinara, stirring with a wooden spoon. Making sauce. He turns to me and grabs a bottle of Chianti and pours a glass.

“And some wine for you. Who was on the phone?”

Great… “Thank you,” I say and set the glass down on the kitchen island, because I’m completely not drinking wine for like eight months. “It was your sister,” I say and walk around to the stove. “So, when you said exes with benefits, I had no idea that it included homemade chicken parm.”

“You’ve been working hard and I thought that maybe you’d enjoy a home cooked meal.” Dave lifts the wooden spoon filled with sauce and places it in front of my lips.

“So listen, there’s something we should talk about,” I say.

“First the sauce,” he whispers, his voice low and sexy.

The scent of fresh garlic and basil wafts to my nose and for the first time since this morning, when I downed an entire jar of green olives at seven, food smells good. I close my eyes. I take a bite. The sauce is amazing.

Dave wiggles his eyebrows and glances from my eyes to my mouth and back up to my eyes. And there it is—that heat between us. Automatic. The heat that started the very first time we met at a charity event sponsored by the PR firm where I worked and his dad’s company, Ryan & Sons, had purchased an entire table. Even that night…we hooked up.

“You’ve got a little sauce…here,” he says, leaning toward me so his lips are near mine. My entire body is hyperaware of this man, with his hands and his muscles and his lips that are thick and soft. My nipples tighten beneath my shirt. He presses his lips to the corner of my mouth.

The scent of garlic and marinara and Dave and his lips are on mine. He slides his hand to the small of my back. He knows just how to make me melt into a puddle of goo. His lips drift down from my mouth to the curve of my neck. His hot breath on my flesh. He presses his other hand to my chest and his thumb rubs over the tight bud of my nipple.

“Anybody tell you how fucking hot you look today?” he whispers in my ear. His breath caresses my skin. He pulls my hair back and his lips are on my neck beneath my ear and his other hand is untucking my shirt.

“You’ll ruin the sauce,” I whisper.

“Fuck the sauce,” he says.

“I’d rather you fuck me.”

I grab his pants and pull at the buckle of his belt. All I want is his hard thick cock between my legs and I want it now. I’m so fucking turned on. Is this the hormones? Who knows, but my entire body is on fire. He has my shirt up and my bra unhooked and both his hands stroke my breasts. I unbutton his jeans.

I stroke my hand down his cock. “Fuck yes,” he says. Long. Hard. And fully engorged.

I want to be fucked hard and fast. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to worry. I just want this pleasure of him taking me. He can see my desire in my eyes, he knows I want him. He wraps his hand in my hair and yanks my head back until my neck tilts. I’m wet. So fucking wet. He spins me around and he presses his lips near my ear. His stubble is rough on the skin of my neck. He reaches his hands under my skirt and lifts it up and over my ass.

“I’m fucking you right here,” he says.

He reaches beneath my thong and slides it down my legs. My palms are flat on the cold marble of the kitchen island. My breast are bare and my tits press against the stone. He bends me forward. I want it from behind. He reaches around my hip and slides his fingers through my curls. His fingers spread the lips of my pussy and stroke my clit.

His mouth is near my ear. “I’ve been thinking about your hot little pussy all day, you know that, baby?”

I’m so turned on I can’t speak. All I want is his cock. The head presses against the slit of my ass. Hard and huge. Dave’s finger still circling my sensitive nub.

“You like it from behind, don’t you baby, you like it rough,” he whispers against my ear.

“I do,” I pant out. “I do.”

“How bad do you want my cock in you?” he asks. He pulls back on my hair and I’m even wetter between my legs.

“So bad,” I say. The tension of his hand in my hair and the pleasure of his hand stroking my pussy—I can barely stand it. “I’m going to come. Oh my God, Dave, I’m going to come.” My voice cracks with pleasure, his fingertip circling and stroking and taking me over the edge.

“That’s it, baby, come for me, come for me now then I’ll make you come for me with my cock.”

“Oh Dave, oh my God,” I yell. I press my hands to the cool marble stone and I fall over the edge of pleasure. He circles my clit once, twice, three times more and I twitch with pleasure from each touch.

“That’s right, baby, feels good doesn’t it?”

“So good,” I moan out.

Dave pulls his fingertip from my clit and slides two fingers deep into my pussy.

“Oh you’re tight, baby, and wet—so fucking wet for me. You want me in you?” he whispers.

My hips move forward and back, ready for the second orgasm he’ll give me with his cock.

“Yes, please, please,” I moan.

He pulls on my hair and slides his fingers in and out of my sex as my hips roll forward and back. He slips his fingers from inside me and rubs the tip of his cock near the opening of my sex. I thrust my ass back and against him, wanting more of him, wanting him to slide hard and deep into my pussy and fill me up. So slowly, he pushes the tip of his cock past my tight opening. I moan with pleasure. My pussy tightens around his thick shaft.

“Oh God,” I moan, wanting him to sink deeper into me. I press my ass back against him wanting to take more of him inside of me.

“You’re fucking wet, baby, you ready for all my cock?” he asks.

“So ready,” I say. “Take me, take me now.”

I don’t have to ask twice—he thrusts balls-deep into me.

“Oh fuck yes, your pussy is perfect,” he moans.

He pulls out and back and thrusts up and into me again. I can barely take it, my body is on fire for him. He clasps my hip and his breathing is ragged and intense. He thrusts and my ass thrusts back to meet him. Our skin slaps and we’re both on the edge, fast and hard losing all control.

“Fuck me,” I say, “fuck me harder.” He pulls my hair and fucks me. He bends over me and his lips are by my ear.

“Say it, Carm,” he whispers.

He thrusts. I breathe. He thrusts again.

“Say it!”

I bite my bottom lip and he thrusts deep, so deep in my pussy. “I’m yours,” I whisper out. I’m so close, so fucking close.

“Louder,” he says.

I want to say it, I want it to be true. “I’m yours,” I say louder.

“Fuck yes,” Dave says, his thrust hard and deep. “That sweet pussy is mine.”

My body tenses as his hot cum jets into me and I call out his name. My pussy tightens around him and he releases deep inside me.

He presses his head to my neck and we stay that way until he slips his cock out of me. He presses his finger tip to my clit once more and my pussy tightens around nothingness and it makes me want him even more. He kisses the back of my neck, his beard rough against my flesh.

“Those are the benefits, babe,” he whispers in my ear.

I turn around. My lips are on his lips. He pulls my skirt down over my legs. I look into his eyes and he looks into mine.

My mind spins. I catch my breath. I press my cheek to his chest, hiding my gaze from his. Sometimes in life things just come too late. Like us. This. The baby came too late for us to be a couple. We may enjoy each other and we may have fucking-fantastic sex, but when we’re together for too long all we do is fight. Fight. Fight. Fight.

Six years of marriage proved that.

“I’m gonna go get cleaned up,” I say.

“I’ll finish dinner,” Dave says. He zips his pants and turns to the sink to scrub his hands.

I pass the dining room on the way toward the stairs. Roses. More wine. The table is set for two. Why not before now? Why not before I asked him to move out? What if he would’ve fixed me dinner even one night while we were married, or what if I’d wanted to have wild sex in the kitchen instead of constantly having him inject me with artificial hormones?  

I sigh and close my eyes. Just stop. The past is the past. We’re nearly divorced and both of us are at peace with where our lives are going.

Aren’t we?

Of course that was before today. The pregnancy. The job. I head up the stairs wanting to put on sweatpants and a sweatshirt, to put the reality of what’s happening, so that Dave and I can pretend that we are only Ex’s With Benefits and Netflix and chill.

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Author Maggie Marr

Author Maggie Marr

About the Author
Maggie Marr is the USA Today Best Selling author of hot contemporary romance. She spends her days working in entertainment and her nights writing. Maggie loves all things pop culture and when she isn’t writing, she’s reading or binge-watching Netflix. Never miss a new release, sale, bonus content, or extras by signing up for Maggie’s newsletter here: maggiemarr.net

 

 

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

THE DIVORCE PLANNER Book Blitz

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

THE DIVORCE PLANNER by Angela Lam

THE DIVORCE PLANNER by Angela Lam

About the Book
Title: THE DIVORCE PLANNER
Author: Angela Lam
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc.
Release Date: May 20, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
When her daughter suggests Darcy Madison attend her ex-husband’s wedding, Darcy enlists the help of her colleague, divorce attorney Victor Costello, to pose as her dashing young date. But when Victor proposes to Darcy at the reception, Darcy forgets they are pretending and says, “Yes!” Between her false engagement to Victor and her daughter’s suggestion to have a double wedding, Darcy falls even further in the fantasy of being a blushing midlife bride. The longer the masquerade continues, the more Darcy starts to wonder what is love and can it last forever in a world where divorce is the only language she knows?

 

 

 

 

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

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

“Mom?”

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

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Author Angela Lam

Author Angela Lam

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

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

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

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

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

TEN HOURS Book Blitz

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

TEN HOURS by Melissa Toppen

TEN HOURS by Melissa Toppen

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: TEN HOURS
Author: Melissa Toppen
Release Date: May 17, 2019
Genre:
 Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Ten hours… That’s how much time we spent together. How much time I got with the man whose bright eyes and sultry smile almost made me forget that I was sick.

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

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

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

Yet those ten hours changed everything.

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Author Melissa Toppen

Author Melissa Toppen

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

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

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

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

THE CONTESSA'S BROOCH Book Blitz

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

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

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

About the Book
Title: THE CONTESSA’S BROOCH
Series: Harmony Duprie Mysteries #4
Author: P.J. MacLayne
Release Date: May 12, 2019
Genre: Adult Mystery
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Synopsis
A firebug is stalking Oak Grove and internet researcher Harmony Duprie is on the case. It starts as a simple data analysis project for Police Chief Sorenson, but things get personal when the house she renovated is targeted.

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

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

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

 

 

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

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

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

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

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

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Get Caught Up on the Series

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

Author P.J. MacLayne

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

 

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

CONVICTION Blog Tour

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

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

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

About the Book
Title: CONVICTION
Series: A New World #2
Author: M.D. Neu
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: March 25, 2019
Genre: Adult Science Fiction/Fantasy/LGBTQ+
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU | Barnes & Noble | iBooksKobo | GooglePlay

Synopsis
A little blue world, the third planet from the sun. It’s home to 7 billion people with all manner of faiths, beliefs and customs, divided by bigotry and misunderstanding, who will soon be told they are not alone in the universe. Anyone watching from the outside would pass by this fractured and tumultuous world, unless they had no other choice. Todd Landon is one of these people, living and working in a section of the world called the United States of America. His life is similar to those around him: home, family, work, friends and a husband.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Damn it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But I—”

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

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

Or when I was on the toilet?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I can do this.

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Author M.D. Neu

Author M.D. Neu

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

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

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

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Book Blitz – Excerpt + Giveaway – THE RULE OF MANY (The Rule of One) by Ashley and Leslie Saunders

THE RULE OF MANY Book Blitz

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

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

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

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Title: THE RULE OF MANY
Series: The Rule of One #2
Author: Ashley Saunders
Publisher: Skyscape
Release Date: May 3, 2019
Genre: Young Adult Dystopian
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Born to a death sentence in a near-future America, rebellious sisters herald a revolution—if they can survive.

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

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

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

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

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

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Excerpt #2
MIRA

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

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

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

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

“He’ll come,” I say.

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

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

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

“A helicopter,” Ava says.

“He’s here.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We’re ready.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Security!”

Everything shatters, all plans and expectations smashed to pieces.

A gunshot rings out, then two more.

“Run!” Emery yells.

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

Then something covers my eyes. My mouth.

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

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

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

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Authors Ashley and Leslie Saunders

Authors Ashley and Leslie Saunders

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

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

BREAKING THE RULES Book Blitz

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

BREAKING THE RULES by Tinthia Clemant

BREAKING THE RULES by Tinthia Clemant

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, fine. I—”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I wouldn’t want to be Jimbo.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Has she started her…?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Who’s Malcolm?” Shannon asked.

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

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

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

Shannon lowered her cup.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Author Tinthia Clemant

Author Tinthia Clemant

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

HARD DRIVE Book Blitz

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

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

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

About the Book – Read for Free with Kindle Unlimited
Title: HARD DRIVE
Series: Fairy Tale Billionaire Romance #4
Author: Alexandra Banks
Release Date: April 23, 2019
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Links: Goodreads | Amazon | Amazon UK | Amazon CA | Amazon AU

Synopsis
Hacker

Master Penetrator

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

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

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

This former Army Ranger has a mission: #protectwhatsmine.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They’re here for me.

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

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

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Get Caught Up on the Series

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

Author Alexandra Banks

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

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

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Where to Find Alexandra Banks
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