Louis J. Ambrosio is revealing the cover of his latest coming of age book, Reflections on the Boulevard! Read more about the book and check out this beautiful cover! Follow the tour for bonus chances to enter the giveaway!
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Friday, August 12, 2022
Preorder Faerie Blood (Curse of the Fae 3) by Anna Applegate!
Title: Faerie Blood (Curse of the Fae 3)
Author: Anna Applegate
Genre: New Adult PNR/Fantasy Romance
Cover Designer: Trif Book Design
Editor: Proof Positive
Publication Date: Sept. 8th, 2022
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Friday, July 29, 2022
The Seaside Strategy (Hilton Head Island Romance) by Elana Johnson
We’re so excited to be sharing the final book in Elana Johnson’s HILTON HEAD ISLAND ROMANCE trilogy–The Seaside Strategy is coming August 16th!
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
They Had Eyes of Silver (A Wulfin Novel) by SE Davis
This one is for fans of paranormal romance. Check out this excerpt from They Had Eyes of Silver, A Wulfin Novel by SE Davis and then let her know what you think in the comments! Be sure to follow the tour for more and enter the great giveaway!
Friday, January 28, 2022
Read an excerpt from Life's Too Short for White Walls by Liz Flaherty
Still reeling from her divorce, Joss Murphy flees to Banjo Bend, Kentucky, where she'd been safe and happy as a child. The family farm is now a campground. Weary and discouraged, she talks owner Ezra McIntire into renting her a not-quite-ready cabin. With PTSD keeping him company, Ez thrives on the seclusion of the campground. The redhead in Cabin Three adds suggestions to his improvement plans, urging color and vibrancy where there was none.
Neither is looking for love, yet the attraction they share is undeniable. Can the comfort of campfires, hayrides, and sweet kisses bring these two lost souls together?
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“Not…I don’t think about suicide.” That wasn’t true. He thought about it frequently, but not with any intent in mind. “There was sniper fire in Iraq—” Nothing like jumping into the middle of the story. “I should have been prepared. It was my team, my responsibility to keep them safe. I didn’t do it. Two people died.” He still woke in the middle of the night seeing their faces. No one had blamed him―even the team members’ wives hadn’t. They’d offered him more comfort at their husbands’ funerals than he’d deserved.
It should have been him. He was the pilot. It was his team.
It should have been him.
“Please.” Just the one word, spoken softly beside him, gave pause to the siege of his thoughts. He turned just enough to see her face and catch a glimpse of shimmer in her eyes. “I value you,” she said. “All the people here do. You give them a safe place and sometimes, like when we’re gathered up at the pavilion, you’re an instrument of hope for some of them. You need to value yourself, Ezra McIntire.”
Before he could look away, she lifted her hands…small, warm, and capable…to frame his face. Her eyes, still damp, still shimmering, held his gaze for a moment before they drifted closed and her lips touched his. Timorously at first, as if she were doing something she hadn’t in a long time, and then deeper. Warmer.
Ez didn’t know, as she pulled away and he drew her in for more, if knowing her…holding her…would allow him to value himself. But he did understand, from that first suggestion of a kiss, that he valued her, and that these moments shared on the porch of the old farmhouse were the best ones he’d had in more time than he could remember. Value. Yes, value.
She and Duane, her husband of at least forever, live in a farmhouse in central Indiana, sharing grown children, spoiled cats, and their grandkids, the Magnificent Seven. (Don’t get her started on them—you’ll be here all day.) To find out more about her, stop by http://lizflaherty.net/ or sign up for her newsletter at http://eepurl.com/df7dhP.
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Thursday, November 25, 2021
Kai's Diary: A Canadian's COVID-19 Days in Chongqing, China by Jorah Kai
Everyone has a COVID story to share. Just as the virus affects each person differently in the physical realm, it affects their lives in a different way. I witnessed many different stories from friends all around the world. Here's one such account:
A feverish fear …what began as a memoir, and a goodbye,
became a story of triumph against the virus,
and a lighthouse in the storm.
“Although not a traditional authority of any kind Kai proved to be an essential source of sanity and safety during the onset of the COVID-19 pandemic. He truly is a warrior poet.” - Dylan Lane (ill Gates), bass music superstar
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My name is Jorah Kai, and I was born in the year of the earth goat. I've traveled around, spreading mirth and revelry since I was a wee lad, a merry bard. My band, The Root Sellers, headlined festivals, played Olympics, and produced albums around the world, breathing fire and breaking hearts for two decades. I was a full-time detective in a mythical part-time city, solving existential mysteries for lost and weary travelers. You may have heard of me.
One day I disappeared and wandered until I found misty mountains that shrouded the ancient Chinese city of Ba with a civilization along the mighty Jialiang and Yangtze rivers that stretches back 15,000 years. Today, it is called Chongqing. I am a married man, a teacher, and a humble writer, happily obscure, until a virus smaller than a . stopped the world in its tracks.
On the first day of the year of the metal rat, the beginning of a novel 60-year cycle, everything changed. Wuhan, a city the size of New York or London, was locked down in a failed attempt to control the spread of a deadly virus. The quarantine grew, but the virus, full of creeping, cosmic horror escaped and spread across the world. It used us as carriers for an invisible alien attack.
This is the story of the first two months of COVID-19, as I learned, day by day, what it was and what it could do. I tried to warn you it was coming, and some prepared, but many did not. This is the story of how Chongqing stood tall when other cities fell.
This is not how the story ends, but this is how it began.
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Saturday, 25 January
Self-Isolation Begins
Day 1. We, along with much of China, have canceled our travel plans
and will spend our holiday at home in quarantine. It's not really a lockdown in Chongqing, more like a suggestion. We are a bit alarmed, but my friends are saying it's basically bad flu and not worth getting upset about. Some friends are on their way to Thailand and Vietnam on vacations, with their families coming from the UK to meet them. We don't want to get Shaolin's parents or baby Ethan sick, so we're happy enough to stay home for now and see how it goes. We sleep in until noon and have a lazy brunch.
Ben Ben has urinated in front of the screen door. He's an 11-year-old brown poodle with lousy hearing and cataracts and can't figure out the epidermal membrane of screen doors. I mop it up using a disinfectant. Everything has to be clean now.
Hachoo, our tiny black poodle, is about four but has good eyes and
a quick mind. She can zip outside and will use a puppy pad out there too.
Hachoo is the superior virus. Shaolin tells me people are worried animals
can get infected or get their humans sick. Some are kicking their pets out,
frantic, in fear for their lives. We decide we will keep the dogs inside until
it's over.
Shaolin's mom asks us to come over, but we tell her it's too
dangerous to go outside and risk the taxi. Mama says it's not too bad; we
don't know any sick people. We try to explain it could be a health risk,
and we're trying to be careful. We video call instead.
I get a call from Jenny, the newsroom chief, "Pending stories, please
edit!" There's a superstition that you're not supposed to work on the first
day of a new year, but public health trumps superstition, so I check the
news. "Chongqing New Coronavirus Update: 57 Cases in Total, Medical
Team Headed to Wuhan." We must be testing a lot of people to have 57 already. Medical crews and army support from all areas of China are
organizing to support Wuhan's struggling hospital system.
We get suited up with protective "Red Zone clothes," including gloves,
goggles, and masks. We grab a couple of stools and head to the parking
garage, where we can sit outside and get some sunshine for an hour or two.
It feels amazing. The poor dogs look so disappointed when we leave them
inside. I'm going to get some more dog treats as soon as I can.
A local friend, stuck outside of Chongqing, decides to make a
"Canadians in China" (all country) WeChat group and I meet Terry and
Patterson, two Canadians inside the Wuhan quarantine zone. They tell me
there are a couple hundred more that aren't in our group. We talk about
the lack of contact with the Canadian consulates and embassy. I guess
they're on holiday. Most of us Canadians aren't registered abroad, although I registered last year when we went to Europe. The Canadian embassy has sent me a few emails, but nothing helpful. They suggest I don't travel to Wuhan.
There's talk about an American plane coming to airlift the Americans.
We're not sure if that means consular officials only or all American citizens stranded inside the quarantine zone. We wonder if Canada will come to help our Canadians in Wuhan and how the people will make it to the airport with roads closed off. Those of us around China wonder when the virus will come to us and if we will be quarantined too. Would Canada help us if we are?
This would be a great time to finish my novel, but the mess of my
150,000-word manuscript haunts me. I had so much going on, so many
stories intertwined, so I want to take the story back to the beginning.
What is the first story I can tell? My story is about a Chinese boy named
Amos from my city Chongqing. He's a boy about 10, who goes through a
family shakeup and uses his creative imagination to turn a trip into rural
Chongqing into a magical adventure full of wonder that gives the space
and time to cope with his reality.
I write a lot of ideas down. Later, we watch Criminal Minds. We miss the gym, it's closed, until further notice. Maybe we will play some Just Dance on my projection screen or Shaolin's Korean dance aerobics
in the living room. We stay up late. Shaolin adores police procedurals, but
by season four of Criminal Minds, we're getting a bit burnt out on all the
psychos and murderers. We should switch it up tomorrow.
My school tells us to come back by the end of the week. Within two
days, they've done a 180 again and decided all foreign teachers are not
to come back. A few of my friends are on vacation and wonder how long
they can manage to hover around Asia and what they should do. Some
want to shelter in place. Others are canceling their vacations and flying
home to their countries. My friend Alessia is considering flying back to
China, but we tell her to go home to Italy if you have the chance; it's safer.
Monday 27 January
A Trip to the Market
Day 3. We sleep in late, no reason to rush up early with not much to
do. It's our third day of self-imposed full quarantine from other humans
and staying in our flat.
Our news headlines read, "Chongqing New Coronavirus Update: 35
Newly Confirmed Cases Reported, A Municipal Medical Team with 144
Staff Went to Hubei." My coworker, Mikkel from Denmark, makes a map
of Chongqing's downtown districts and rural areas, including the current number of infected in each area.
My district has one to five people infected so far. It's a vast area,
though, so these are still relatively low numbers.
We decide to go shopping at the local market on the street and get a
few things.
There are only a few people on the street, and we all keep our
distance. Everyone is wearing a mask and walking quickly. Outside of the
bakery that makes my baguettes, a man is sneezing and coughing, with no mask on.
We stop, look around. A couple of other people freeze too. I feel
attacked.
We cross the street to avoid him.
At the market, where we can shop from the street, we feel comfortable, it's not indoors, but we keep our goggles and mask on. I've lent Shaolin my clear safety goggles, so I'm wearing shaded rainbow swim goggles. Everyone else wears a mask, but most people have their eyes exposed. I feel safe in the precautions that I take. It's uncomfortable to wait in line. I'm so close to everyone.
At home, the decontamination procedure kicks in. We try to stand in place by the door. We keep the dogs back. We take off our gloves, our jackets, our hats, and our goggles. Then we wash our hands for a minute as hot as we can stand with lots of soap. The spray is too intense, and I get some water bounce back from my contaminated hands to spray me in the
face. I can feel it in my eye.
Is this how I become a zombie?
I hope it was a dry run. No virus yet.
You never really know when you're fighting an invisible army.
There are no dress rehearsals for war. Shaken but not stirred, I take
off my two masks. The sun will disinfect them, so I can wear them again.
I take a shower.
Today, Shaolin is excited about her club, Salsa 5. They are going to
broadcast a class with two new instructors from Venezuela.
The day passes quickly, writing and chatting with friends online.
She's happy to move around, and dance and I try a little bit. I'm glad to get some exercise.
That night, Shaolin abruptly starts to scream. I rush over, but she's inconsolable. Her arm is spasming in pain, but she can't explain what happened. I determine that she's stuck in her sweater, got her injured shoulder extended the wrong way. I help her get the sweater off and dry
the tears off her cheeks. I give her a shoulder and arm massage with a
balm. We're both a bit freaked out by how much pain she's in.
I worry about what would happen in a medical emergency where we
are sacred to call for help or to go to the hospital.
I stay up all night listening to WHO and the Center for Disease Control
(CDC) briefings, Canadian news, American news, European news, the British press, podcasts from doctors and specialists. I start listening to "city preppers" that discuss how to survive "grid down" situations. The sun begins to peek through a break in our heavy curtains, and I turn my phone off. I get a couple of hours of restless sleep and terrible dreams.
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Friday, August 20, 2021
Read an excerpt from Written For You by Robin Bielman
Written For You by Robin Bielman is coming on August 23rd! Check out this excerpt and be sure to pre-order your copy today!
Title: Written for You
Author: Robin Bielman
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 23rd
About Written for You:
Cam Radcliffe is on a deadline to write his next blockbuster action film, but all he can think about lately is writing romance. The inspiration? His best friend, Reese. They’ve known each other for years, but suddenly working in the same office has given him a whole new appreciation of her. Reese is driving him wild in the best possible way, and Cam only hopes it isn’t obvious. If she knew, he’s certain their friendship would reach The End. So, of course, Reese figures it out. But the awkward, negative response he expected is nothing like the reality—like they’re living their own romcom. A romcom that’s giving him the worst case of writer’s block at the absolute worst time in his career. Especially when the secret Reese has been forced to keep comes out…and threatens to ruin everything.
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The pool came into view, along with the backside of a woman standing near the edge. She wore a slip of a dress over her toned body. Her auburn hair fell in loose waves to the middle of her back. She appeared to be staring at the water with her arms wrapped around herself.
Beautiful.
Alluring.
His breath caught before he reminded himself Reese was one of his best friends and he’d never do anything to mess that up. His brothers would kick his ass right now if they knew the thoughts running through his head.
He didn’t exactly sneak up behind her—okay, he did—and so when she suddenly turned in surprise and grabbed the front of his T-shirt to keep from losing her balance, he should have been prepared to steady her. Instead, she shrieked in alarm, tugged hard enough on the thin cotton material of his shirt to rip it, and the two of them tumbled into the pool with a splash.
Not his finest moment. Not by a long shot. At least the water was warm.
They surfaced at the same time, his first thought to help her get a hand on the side of the pool since they’d fallen into the deep end. He also readied himself for her wrath, an apology all set on his tongue.
Instead, she gripped the edge of the tile with one hand, swept the hair off her face with the other, and cracked up.
She had a nice laugh.
The kind that had him forgetting apologies and enjoying the moment with her.
“Cam!” she finally said. “What the heck was that?”
For a moment, he was completely distracted by her full lips, almond shaped eyes, flawless skin.
“Surprise,” he offered, hoping he sounded contrite.
She gave him a playful splash. “Duh. And I guess I surprised you, too.”
“Yeah, thanks a lot for driving with me,” he teased. “I didn’t think you were coming up until Founder’s Day weekend.” Reese and her parents were planning a visit to celebrate the centennial milestone.
“Shay has me reading a gazillion scripts and at the last minute suggested I take time out of the office to do it so I’m not distracted.”
“A gazillion, huh?”
She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean. A ton. So here I am! You know you’re happy to see me.”
He edged closer, an involuntary reaction he didn’t try to fight. “Here you are.” He had a feeling there was more to the story, but he didn’t press. He was tired. Hungry. And truth be told, more than happy to see her.
About the Author:
USA Today bestselling author Robin Bielman lives in Southern California with her awesome family and her very cute dog, Harry. She writes both sweet and sexy contemporary romances with one goal in mind: to leave you with a smile on your face. When not attached to her laptop, she loves to read, go to the beach, and frequent coffee shops with friends. She also dreams of traveling to faraway places and loves to connect with readers. Keep in touch on social! Xoxo
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Monday, August 16, 2021
Rob Starr by JA Howard arrives August 19!
ROB STARR by JA Howard is coming out Thursday! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy of this feminist driven YA today!
Title: Rob Starr
Author: JA Howard
Genre: YA Contemporary
Release Day: August 19th
About Rob Starr:
𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬?
Rob Starr (sigh) was out of Mia Morgan's league. Of course, she had a crush on him. Everyone did. But in her case, it would just be way too weird to admit that. For starters, their moms were best friends and Mia had known Rob since she was five. But while Mia was now a demi-geek with relentlessly frizzy hair, Rob had become a demi-god and Ellsworth High's basketball superstar. Besides, he’d been going out with the totally perfect Chloe Olsen since, like, forever.
But one October afternoon, a terrible accident changes everything. Suddenly, Mia and Rob are living in the same house and spending a lot of time alone together.
Soon, Mia’s world was different in ways she never thought possible: new clothes, new friends, and an incredibly hot boyfriend. But was any of it real? Would any of it last? And did getting everything she thought she ever wanted mean giving up who she really was?
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About JA Howard:
JA Howard is an author, business executive, and podcaster in New York. As the mother of two daughters, Howard is focused on the healthy development and empowerment of women in all of her work. The Third Coin, her first novel, aims to encourage sisterhood, compassion, and leadership among middle-grade girls.
Howard is also a podcaster. Her podcast, Sisters Cracking Up, (sisterscrackingup.com) which she does with her real-life sister, psychotherapist Abby Rodman, is focused on women in midlife; what’s “cracking them” and what’s cracking them up. On it, they talk openly and honestly about social and psychological topics that really matter like relationships, careers, aging beauty, stress, sex, health, and mental health.
As well as being a writer and podcaster, Howard is a beauty executive and consultant with more than 20 years of experience working in Marketing, Innovation, and Strategy for some of the world’s most loved and respected brands including Clinique, Estee Lauder, Bath and Body Works, MAC and more.
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Read an excerpt from The Inn at Summer Island by Rachel Magee
The Inn At Summer Island by Rachel Magee is coming August 23rd! Check it out and be sure to pre-order your copy today!
Title: The Inn At Summer Island
Author: Rachel Magee
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: August 23rd
About The Inn At Summer Island
Millie Leclair is a mess, complete with a dead-end career and a flat-lining love life. So when she inherits her great aunt’s oceanfront B&B in a resort town in South Carolina’s Lowcountry, she doesn’t hesitate to pack up her car and set off on a new adventure. It’ll be fun. Of course, life seldom goes according to plan. The B&B is barely habitable for one person, let alone ready to open for business. With dwindling funds, Millie has no choice but to roll up her sleeves and tackle the repairs by herself. Yeah, so much fun. Ex-pro golfer Braxton Channing thought being a full-time single parent kept him on his toes. That was before he spotted his new neighbor teetering on her rooftop—which is only the beginning of her long list of renovations for the old house—and he added keeping her safe to his to-do list. But Millie is determined to dive headfirst into repairs regardless of the risk, and suddenly, battling with his daughter over brushing her teeth seems easier than winning an argument with Millie. She’s exasperating. And oddly delightful. And most definitely shouldn’t be let anywhere near a tall ladder. For a guy who’s sworn off romantic relationships, why does he suddenly want to be the one who gets the privilege of watching Millie conquer not just the B&B but his heart as well?Pre-Order Your Copy Today!
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He pushed away from the table and headed toward the snack table. But halfway there, his new neighbor, Millie Leclair, appeared in front of him with her hands on her hips and her lips pressed together in a grim line.“Why do you hate my aunt’s legacy?”
Braxton frowned. “I have nothing against Mildred’s legacy. I thought she was a lovely woman.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Then why are you trying to buy up her land and block her hotel?”
It’d been a hard day and all Braxton wanted was a bottle of water, to finish his work, and get home to put Alice to bed. He let out a sigh and reached around her until he could snag one of the bottles on the edge of the table. Still, he admired her tenacity.
“I’m not trying to block you.” He twisted off the top and raised an eye brow. “Plus, I thought you said you wanted it to be more of a bed and breakfast.” He took a long pull from his drink, keeping his gaze on her.
She blinked in rapid succession. While he’d managed to catch every word she’d said on their first meeting, he somehow missed how pretty her eyes were.
They were the color of rich caramel and they simultaneously calmed and ignited something within him.
“It’s… well… yeah. So you were listening.”
Braxton nodded. “Of course I was listening. My job, however, is to make sure everything that happens in the neighborhood is in everyone’s best interest.”
She propped her hand on her hip again, regaining her footing and igniting the passion for her project in her beautiful eyes. “And you don’t think my great-aunt’s legacy, my livelihood, is what’s best for the community?”
He took another swig of his water, trying to turn is attention to anything other than the way her eyes sparked when she spoke. Or how they were causing a flurry somewhere deep in his chest.
“I didn’t say that, but there are a lot of things at play here. The bylaws were written to protect our residents, our neighborhoods and our beaches.” It might be an unpopular opinion, but he happened to like rules. They protected things that needed to be protected. They kept people safe.
“What exactly do you think I’ll be doing at the B-and-B? Holding midnight raves and dumping my trash on the beach?”
“I wouldn’t think so, but one should never assume.” He leaned in as if sharing a secret. “By the way, if you’re planning on the rave, you should make it an early evening thing. There’s also a noise ordinance that goes into effect at eleven.” He gave her his best ‘what-do-you-do?’ look and shrugged.
She rolled her eyes and the flurry in his chest upgraded to a fluster, which he immediately stomped down. He didn’t have time for that, no matter how much he admired her gusto.
About the Author:
Rachel wrote her first novel when she was twelve and entered it into a contest for young author/illustrators. Unfortunately, the judges weren’t impressed with her stick figures. So she dropped the dream of becoming a world famous illustrator and stuck to spinning stories. When she’s not busy working on her latest book, she loves to travel with her family and friends. By far, her favorite destination is the beach, which tends to work its way into most of her stories. Between vacations, you can find her at home in The Woodlands, TX with her wonderful husband, their two adventurous kids and a couple of spirited pets, all of whom share Rachel’s love of the ocean. Well, except the cat and dog. They’re both afraid of water. Find out more about what Rachel has been up to at rachelmageebooks.com.Connect with the Author:
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Wednesday, December 11, 2019
Shadow and Stone (Frey Saga #5) by Melissa Wright #FantasyForChristmas19
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Shadow and Stone
(Frey Saga #5)
By Melissa Wright
New Adult, YA Fantasy
Paperback & ebook
February 4th 2020
No bargains unpaid.
After a perilous clash with the fey, the changeling who betrayed the paramount of their laws--and threatens the safety of both realms--has gone into hiding. As Frey and her Seven recover, concealed plans and furtive bargains begin to unravel, putting in danger their old guard and new.
They’re on unsteady ground.
Scattered and healing, those sworn to protect the North and its lord work to secure their footing. They are running out of time to cure the darkness poisoning the fey lands, before it overflows into the rest of the realm. But Ruby has gone missing, and this time it seems of her own accord.
They’re out of time.
If they don’t stop her, she’ll face the deadly changeling alone. But more forces are at play than it seems, and the fey lord confined on his lands by treachery and two half-human elves has made a bargain of his own.
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Excerpt
“Dark magic,” Aster said, “can make even the strongest seed no more than ash.”
Fire. She’d meant Francine’s fire, the burning of the villages. Questions flared in Thea’s mind, but she bit her tongue. This was clearly a sore subject for the girl, and there was no doubt where she placed the blame.
Thea followed silently as Aster brought them through an exquisite gateway. “This is our new garden,” Aster said, pride warring in her tone with what might have been loss. Or Thea might have been imagining things again.
“It is the loveliest I have ever seen,” Thea told her. She meant it. Not simply because she’d never seen a Council garden, but because the entire space before them was designed as a labyrinth of beautiful flora. Woven lattices stretched skyward, balanced with blooms. Carved archways loomed overhead, dripping with green moss that shaded ferns and delicate blossoms below. As they moved through the twisting pathways, pools came into view, watched over by shaped brush in the forms of everything from dragons to butterflies.
Thea had never seen so much variety in her life, let alone a single day. She stared, in awe of variations she’d not known possible. Red honeysuckle, freesia buds as big as her fist, leaves with white-tipped spikes, and thorns that dripped a black-violet slime. Her fingers drew in reflexively; Thea remembered the warnings she’d heard when she’d been young. The light elves did not just possess the capacity for beauty. They created poisons as well.
She glanced up from the splendor, and found Aster watching her, smile thin. Thea had a momentary image of Isa—the young halfling girl who was strong and wild enough to keep the humans at bay—and made a vow to remember something else.
Don’t underestimate anyone.
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About the Author
Melissa is the author of the Frey Saga, Descendants Series, and Shattered Realms. She is currently working on the next book, but when not writing can be spotted collecting the things she loves at Goodreads and Pinterest. Contact her through the web at www.melissa-wright.com
Tour Schedule
(Posts go live on the day they're scheduled.)
December 1st: Launch
December 2nd: Rebecca Belliston - Heart of Red, Blood of Blue
December 3rd: Morgan L. Busse - Flight of the Raven
December 4th: Jes Drew - Tales of Parallel Worlds
December 5th: Ronie Kendig - Brand of Light
December 6th: Alisha Klapheke - Fate of Dragons
December 7th: Jessica Leake - Through the White Wood
December 8th: Belle Malory - Electric Skies
December 9th: Melissa McShane - Burning Bright
December 10th: Jennifer Silverwood - Blackbriar Cove
December 11th: Melissa Wright - Shadow and Stone
December 12th: Grand Finale
Tour Giveaway
1 winner will receive an Amazon Fire Tablet and a $50 Amazon eGift Card
Open internationally (as long as winner is eligible to receive prizes)
Ends December 16, 2019
Monday, September 16, 2019
Preorder Annabel Horton and the Black Witch of Pau by Olivia Hardy Ray
Fantasy
Release Date: Oct. 1, 2019
Publisher: Chattercreek
Annabel’s husband, who has been missing for years, is finally discovered among the bowels of White Chapel England during the horror of Jack the Ripper. His discovery brings Annabel and her family to the turn of nineteenth-century England hoping to rescue Michele from the Black Witch’s cage. What they discover is that the Black Witch has been forced into an insidious pact with the devil and the devil, with malicious intent, is luring them all into a web of death. Can they escape his grasp?
Preorder for 99 cents on Amazon!
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About the Author
Olivia Hardy Ray is the pen name for Vera Jane Cook. The Author has published Three fantasy novels as Olivia Hardy Ray and five women’s fiction titles as Vera Jane Cook. The Author is writing a sequel to Pharaoh’s Star called Fox Hollow Road. The author’s women fiction title, Kismet, is due out this winter.
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Tuesday, July 9, 2019
Cover Reveal The Fixer Upper by Maggie Mae Gallagher
Welcome to the cover reveal for The Fixer Upper by Maggie Mae Gallagher! This contemporary romance won't be in your hands until September 6, but you can whet your appetite with an excerpt today and then follow the tour to read even more of them. Follow the tour for multiple chances to leave comments and questions for the author and to enter the giveaway!
The Fixer Upper
Abby Callier is more in love with Shakespearean heroes than any real man, and she’s beginning to wonder if there is life for her outside the pages of a book. It doesn’t help that her esteemed parents tend to view her as they would one of their science experiments gone wrong. On the eve of finishing her dissertation, she escapes her staid existence to live in the house she inherited from her Great Aunt Evie in the small town of Echo Springs, Colorado. Because, let’s face it, when a woman starts comparing her life to horror films, it might be time for a break.Sheriff Nate Barnes believes in law and order and carefully building the life you want. In his spare time, he has been remodeling his house in the hope that one day it will be filled with the family he makes. But Nate doesn’t like drama or complications and tends to avoid them at all costs. And yet, when Miss Abigail Callier, his newest neighbor, beans him with a nine iron, he can’t help but wonder if she might just be the complication he’s been searching for all along. It doesn’t hurt that he discovers a journal hidden away by the previous tenant and decides to use Old Man Turner’s advice to romance Abby into his life.
Abby never expected her next-door neighbor, the newly dubbed Sheriff Stud Muffin, to be just the distraction her world needed. The problem is she doesn’t know whether she should make Echo Springs her home, or if this town is just a stopover point in her life’s trajectory. And she doesn’t want to tell Nate that she might not be sticking around—even though she should because it’s the right thing to do, the honest thing—because then all the scintillatingly hot kisses with the Sheriff will come to an abrupt halt. Did she mention that he’s a really great kisser?
Read an excerpt:
“Stocking up a bit?” Nate asked as they set the cooler down next to the deepfreeze.
Abby shrugged, flipping the lid up to reveal packages of steaks, chicken breasts, pork chops, ground beef, bacon, sausage, turkey. Staring at the mountain of meat, she had to admit she was a little obsessive when it came to being prepared. “Well, I did some research before accepting the position at Echo Springs Community College, and it said that roads can be impassible during the winter.”
“They can, but we do try to stay on top of road clearing. When it snows, the skiers come out in full force and head into the mountain resorts. All those travelers are the life-blood of this town, as they stop at the gas stations, restaurants, and shops. Without that, this town would go belly up in a New York minute. When the snows hit, the Styman boys stop working the appliance store and clear the streets, along with a few more of the locals. They work together to keep the city’s roads as clear as possible.”
“Good to know. But we aren’t in the city.” Which was something that wasn’t lost on her.
“No, we’re not. It can get a bit dicey out here. I tend to stay in town more and sleep at the station, but it’s good that you’re stocking up. Make sure you’ve got yourself some long underwear and some firewood.”
She blushed at the underwear comment and wanted to kick herself. What are you, a teenager? Just because Sheriff Stud Muffin’s topic made her wonder whether he was a boxers or briefs kind of man, and that she’d love to find out which he preferred, was no reason for Abby to act like an unschooled virgin.
Wait a second… “Firewood? Why would I need firewood?”
It wasn’t something she had considered she would even need. Where did she get some? Would she have to cut the wood herself? Abby could see herself trying to heft an ax to chop wood. Coordination was not her strong suit. More likely than not, she’d end up hacking the wood to bits, all while taking off a few of her limbs. It wouldn’t be pretty. Besides, knowing her, she’d leave the ax outside for the psycho killer to find and use to attack her in her home. She could imagine the headline:
Evie Callier’s great-niece hacked to death because she didn’t listen to her parents. Murder weapon apparently belonged to the victim, army of dolls suspected, news at eleven.
Jesus, she needed to get a grip.
Nate regarded her, his modest expression calling her a hundred times a fool for not being better prepared for life in the mountains, and said, “In case you lose power during a storm. It can get mighty cold up in these hills, especially when we are being pummeled with blizzard conditions. It doesn’t happen all the time, but in these older homes, power can get knocked out and be out for days.”
“What about a backup generator? Would that suffice?” Because if so, she’d turn right back around and head back to Gundry’s Bulk Superstore for one. The thought of being without power during a blizzard chilled her, and for a millisecond, she considered hightailing it back East. Until she remembered that back East would mean having to deal with her parents’ disapproval nearly twenty-four seven. She’d already visited that amusement park fun house, thank you very much, and didn’t want to return.
“Yes and no. Most are gas-operated, although there are newer models that are solar but come with a heftier price tag, and if you run out of fuel…”
“You run out of electricity. Does anyone sell firewood in town?” She’d start looking tonight online for a backup generator. The thought of having only a fireplace for warmth made her shudder involuntarily. With her luck, that would be when all the creepy dolls decided to rise up en masse and strike.
“Check with Styman’s. I’m not sure what their stock is this time of year, but if you’d like some help, I’d be happy to get you started.”
She unloaded the last of the meat into the freezer, and shut the lid. “That would be nice, if it’s not too much trouble. Thank you.”
“It’s no problem at all. After you.” He gestured at the wooden stairs.
Nate trailed her up the steps; she could feel his gaze boring into her back as they entered the kitchen. Abby restrained from fanning her face at the jolt of heat that hummed in her system whenever he was near.
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About Maggie Mae Gallagher
Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Maggie grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Maggie never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.Maggie is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes erotic romance under the name Anya Summers. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.
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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Mae Gallagher!
The Mystic Series
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CASKET GIRL: https://amzn.to/2Dmw9MD
The Cantati Chronicles
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ANOINTED: https://amzn.to/2Gu0Xgm
ASCENDED: https://amzn.to/2VRGSpz
And if you like your romance with a bit of spice and kink be sure to check out Maggie Mae Gallagher writing as Anya Summers on Amazon! https://www.amazon.com/Anya-Summers/e/B01EGTVRKC/
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