Songmics Round Patio Outdoor Table and Chair Set Cover Water Resistant

I am loving this table and chair cover by Songmics. My outdoor table and chair set is a bit smaller then this set was actually made for but it is working great all the same. I live in Florida and during the summer we get a lot of 5 minute rain showers out of the blue, The sky will dump buckets of water in a very short period of time, just enough to soak everything. Also with the heat of the sun the table and chairs get very hot very fast during the day. This cover is helping keep my set dry and the seats and table top cool for when we want to set int he back yard. My Table and chair set is also looking not so nice ater setting in the weather. I can bleach the whole set now and it will look great with this cover keeping the rain and other elements off of it. I enjoy setting in my yard watching the kids play. I enjoy setting at my table so I can have my drink, tablet, or whatever with me while the kids are playing. Even having a meal outdoors is so much nicer with this cover. I love how it covers the table and chairs both.

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Pictek Wired Gaming Mouse Computer Mice with 7 Buttons

My Son In Law is a gamer. He plays every day at one game or another online. I actually let him test out this mouse for me since I am pretty much just a surfer. He likes the long cord on the mouse mostly. He says he can do more and not have to be setting right up against the computer to play. He like the ease of the mouse too, just plug it in and you are ready to go. He also likes how smooth the mouse moves while he is playing his games. The lights are cool too.

This mouse has 7 buttons on it which he says makes it a lot easier to play some of the more intense games. The buttons are all programmable, by downloading the software, so you can set them to do what you want them to do instead of what the designer decided you need to do.

There are 5 colors to choose from for the lighting but if you download the software that 5 becomes 16 million choices.

The software does not come with the mouse but in the owner's manual it gives you the link to download online.

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DPIST® Masquerade Mask

Stunning Masquerade Mask. This can be worn to any Masquerade Ball or even for Halloween. It is just beautiful and beautifully made. The lace headband is adjustable to any size face and head. It ties off by feeding it through one of the larger loops on the other side. You can hide the extra from tieing it off under you hair. It fits pretty comfortably. It was a little stiff at first and scratchy but I ran it under water for a few minutes then laid it flat on a towel to dry and it was more comfortable. This really is a stunning addition to any costume. My Daughter has already decided she will be wearing it this Halloween season to the parties she will be attending.

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PowerTRC® Deluxe Pink Doctor Medical Kit Playset

Adorable Doctor set for little girls. There are 17 pieces to this set. Everything a child needs to be a Doctor. 7 of the pieces light up and or make sounds. The stethoscope Lights up and makes heart beat sounds. Batteries are included in the 7 working pieces, just pull the little white plastic tabs out to begin playing with them.

My Grand Daughter loves Doc McStuffins and is thrilled that she can be just like her now with this Doctor set. She is now a doll doctor and vet. She even likes to be a people Doctor. She is having a wonderful time with this set. I gave her an old purse to keep all of her pieces in since the set does not include a Doctor's bag

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Sterling Silver Cz Dolphin Stud Earrings

These earrings are quite pretty. They are smaller then I usually like more of a child sized. My Grand Daughter who is 6 is thrilled that Nana thought they would be look better on her. She absolutely loves sea life. They are very pretty on her little ears. These are made from sterling silver and they are encrusted in Cubic Zirconia stones all over the front of the earrings. The stones do catch the lighting and sparkle. The earrings are a 6mm size they are post earrings with the smaller back also great for kids little ears. We are both thrilled with how cute these earrings are. The earrings come shipped in a very nice black velvet gift box and as i did they are great for gift giving.

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Release Day Blitz for Blood Dragons by Rosemary A Johns

Blood Dragons
Rebel Vampires
Volume 1
Rosemary A Johns

Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Publisher: Fantasy Rebel Limited

Date of Publication: 14th August 2016

ISBN-13: 978-1533679819
ISBN-10: 1533679819

Large Print Edition:
ISBN-13: 978-1533681362
ISBN-10: 1533681368

Number of pages: 294
Word Count: 80,000

Cover Artist: JD Smith

Book Description:

There are three people in this affair – and two of them aren’t human…

A hidden paranormal London lies beneath our own. Escape into the supernatural world of the Blood Lifers – where vampires are both predator and prey.

1960s London. Light is a rebel Rocker Blood Lifer with a photographic memory. And a Triton motorbike. Since Victorian times he’s hidden in the shadows. Both predator and prey. His venom is deadly. He feeds on blood. Human, of course. But when he discovers his ruthless family’s horrifying secret experiments, he questions whether he should be slaying or saving the humans he’s always feared.

Ruby is a sexy but savage Elizabethan Blood Lifer. She burns with a destructive love for Light. But he’s keeping something from her. Something that breaks every rule in Blood Life. When she discovers the truth, things take a terrifying turn.

Kathy is a seductive singer. But she’s also human. Light knows his passionate love for her is reckless but he’s enchanted. Yet such a romance is forbidden. When the two worlds collide, it could mean the end. For both species.

What dark revelations will Light reveal at the heart of the experiments? Will he be able to stop them in time? The consequences of failure are unimaginable. Unless Light plays the part of hero, he risks losing everything. Including the two women he loves.
         
A rebel, a red-haired devil and a Moon Girl battle to save the world – or tear it apart.
 EXCERPT 2

MAY 1964            BRIGHTON, ENGLAND

‘By heaven, look at these ruffianly roaring boys. This is it - your tonic - to get back into the fray. The blood and heat of it.’

I’d nicked a bright red Jaguar E-Type (beautiful little number), and we’d tonned it up to the coast for Whitsun Bank Holiday. Yet now we’d found ourselves caught in a war between two gangs.

A Mod in smart Italian suit and fish-tailed Parka sped past us on his Lambretta Li150, only to be blocked by a wall of hard men Rockers, in dirty motorcycle jackets, who were swinging heavy bike chains. The poor git was dragged away by his lapels, like a fancy sacrificial offering to the gods of leather.

‘What do they want?’

Ruby shrugged. ‘What do First Lifers ever want? Question is, what do we want?’

I hesitated, before grinning. ‘The Bedlam. To revel in the madness, like we used to. I want--’

That’s when Ruby kissed me. She hauled me close, as her tongue thrust deep, like she’d only just discovered me again after a long absence: I realised she only just had. When she drew back, we were both smiling. ‘To live in the world again?’

I nodded.

Screams? The shattering of glass? Curling smoke on the night air?

I was bloody alive once more.

Ruby and I swaggered through the shadowed streets, towards the promenade and Palace Pier - her in crimson silk, me in military Great Coat - two creatures from another world and time, unnoticed by these petty First Lifers because we weren’t painted in the colours of their tribe. We twirled each other round, dancing in the carnage and the flames.

Mods fleeing, with gashes on their foreheads, their coats flapping behind them. Couples sprawled under the stars, on a beach where the pebbles met the sea, as turned on by the violence and danger as any Blood Lifer, pretending to be oblivious to a ring of Mods, who were kicking a curled foetus of a Rocker bloody with their sharp winklepickers. Deckchairs smouldering in orange bonfires, which lit a town prowled by leather clad kids on Triton motorbikes.

Flick-knives, coshes, knuckle-dusters…

Here’s the thing, the deadliest weapon of all? It was this type of wild confusion, which was like a force of nature. The quick change from predator to prey and back again, in the turn of a corner.

It was glorious to watch: it fizzed. We laughed at the brutality. It was a cosmic bloody joke. But I know you won’t get the irony. First Lifers never sodding do.

It was powerful - the smell of all that free flowing blood, which surged with adrenaline.

Remember what I told you about Grace’s blood? Well take that and amplify it tenfold, hundred fold, sod it, a thousand fold. Bugger me, was it mind blowing.

It had this added masculine, tooled up excitement; don’t tell me those blokes weren’t getting off on it because they were and without the excuse of blood drugging their veins. They were high on the fear and the fight and it was delicious - to them and to me.

That’s what awakened me to the world again. Ruby had been right: all I’d needed had been a right good barney.

As we flitted towards the onion-domed Palace Pier, however, the night was quietening, as the pigs rounded up the oiks and battered them. Those who were left, had broken down into aimless wandering. All right then, so there was a hard-core, still battling it out in the blackest corners, slashing and carving or giving some bleeder a hiding. But do you know what I saw? Amidst a night of folk devils?

Some hulking Rocker, with skull and crossbones on the back of his grungy leathers, jumped off his motorbike to help an old biddy safely up the steps of her Regency terrace.

Ruby and me exchanged a disgusted glance.

Bored, Ruby slipped her hand down towards my todger, but I caught it.

Swearing. Loud scuffles coming from the Palace Pier. Ruby and I both turned to listen.

The pier was spooky in the evening light (and yeah, I can still find things spooky because we’re not the only things that go bump in the night). The lights were blazing down the pier’s ornate length, even though it was closed up. The funfair was shut too, which was a shame because I could’ve done with a game or two.

Ruby nodded. Then we swooped towards the pier, hands entwined.

A Mod - not a scratch on him and dead smart in a reversible jacket and polo shirt buttoned up to his pale neck - was scrapping with a Rocker, who was twice his size (and twice his age as well). Strange thing was, there were bands of Mods and Rockers slouched around watching, smoking and bantering, as if they were at a bloody football match.

This wasn’t the white hot rush of Bedlam: it was the cool truce of Christmas day in wartime.

Then I saw him - this wanker of a photographer - snapping away at his staged fight, like a god.

And I knew I was going to taste him, just to hear him pose for me, whilst he screamed.

‘They came for a real fight, did they not?’ Ruby’s mouth curved into a smile.

I hunched my shoulders, as I pulled Ruby closer to me by her waist; I wanted to feel every inch of her. ‘Then how about we give them one?’

We threw ourselves down the pier as one, towards the make-believe. We, however, were real - we were too bloody real and with fist and boot, like the Blue Fairy, we made them into real little boys too, Mod and Rocker alike: bleeding little boys.

About the Author:

ROSEMARY A JOHNS is a traditionally published author of short stories under the name R. A. Johns. Blood Dragons is Rosemary A Johns’ debut novel.

Rosemary A Johns wrote her first fantasy novel at the age of ten, when she discovered the weird worlds inside her head were more exciting than double swimming. Since then she’s studied history at Oxford University, run a theatre company (her critically acclaimed plays have been described as "uncomfortable, unsettling and uneasily true to life"), and worked with disability charities. When Rosemary’s not falling in love with the rebels fighting their way onto the page, she heads the Oxford writing group Dreaming Spires

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Sacred Legacy
The Branded Trilogy
Book 3
Kat Flannery

Genre: Historical western paranormal romance

Publisher: Imajin Books

Date of Publication: July 31, 2016

Number of pages: 175
Word Count: 72,000

Cover Artist: Ryan Thomas Doan

Book Description:

Tsura is a Chuvani, and with that comes great power…

Desperate to escape the memories that haunt her, Tsura Harris returns to Jamestown, the very place her mother forbade her to go. A gifted Chuvani, Tsura has sworn off all magick, thus making her vulnerable to the Renoldi clan, who wish to kill her and take the pendant that is the key to her power.

Red Wolf is hell-bent on living his life on the sea, until he runs into Tsura on the docks. His pride wounded from her rejection years before, he hoped to never see her again. But when the evil Corsair, Romulus Black, demands to know where she is, Red Wolf must protect her, as is his duty.

But is duty and honor his only reason, or does Red Wolf still carry a flame of love in his heart? And will Tsura finally discover her destiny?

CHAPTER ONE SACRED LEGACY

Jamestown, Virginia, July 1740

Tsura Harris lifted the hem of her green skirt and stepped up onto the wooden plank. She clutched her reticule in her right hand and reached for the rope with her left. The planked bridge swayed as the boat rocked against the seas. She stared at the water below. White-capped waves crashed along the ship’s hull, rocking the boat. She inhaled, forced her chin up, and took another step. She walked the short distance to the boardwalk, releasing the breath she’d held when her boot touched land. She planted both feet upon the wooden dock and set her shoulders, but the reminder of why she was here intensified the weight upon her chest. Despair was her shadow, and it was with her today.

“Sister!”

Her brother’s deep, masculine shout came from above.

She shaded her eyes from the hot afternoon sun and peered up at him. His stature always shocked her. Micah Walker was six foot with broad shoulders and strong arms, a spitting image of their father, Kade. His white shirt gaped open to show the tanned skin beneath, a sign of too many days out on the water. Long blond hair waved in the breeze. Her handsome brother had his pick of the ladies, but still hadn’t settled down. It was a shame. She knew he wanted children and a wife of his own, but his heart belonged to the sea and time would lend him those favors only when he was ready.

“You must wait,” he called and raced past his men carrying crates of goods onto the wharf.

She placed her bag onto the wooden walk and clasped her gloved hands together.

He reached her, his cheeks glowing and dark eyes lit with mischief. Before she could discourage him, he picked her up and swung her around. Her boots kicked the bag, knocking it over, as his strong arms held her tight.

Micah had always been affectionate. He never shied away from holding her hand, kissing her cheek, or teasing her like a brother would. He’d come to her side when she needed him the most. When her life had fallen apart, and she couldn’t see past her own misery to pick herself up. He had carried her, and she loved him for it.

“You cannot go off without wishing me well.” He smiled down at her.

“If you would simply release me, I’d be able to make it so,” she retorted. He was the only one, aside from her mother and father, who she allowed to touch her.

“Very well, nit.” He set her in front of him. The nickname he used for her was one of endearment and came from her pestering him as a child.

“Thank you.” She smoothed her skirt before bringing her eyes to meet his.

“You do not need to do this.”

She glanced away unable to stare at him any longer.

“Come sail with me.”

She shook her head. The urge to leave caused her legs to shake. She couldn’t be around him any longer. His cheerful disposition haunted her and made her think of things she’d rather forget.

“I know you don’t want to speak of this, but—”

“No, Micah.”

“Tsura, you need to forgive—”

“Forgiveness is not within my heart.”

“It surely is.”

She shook her head, careful not to release the many pins holding her thick corkscrew curls in a loose chignon.

“It is in all of us.”

She glared at her brother.

“Do not speak to me of forgiveness, brother. My heart is cold to it.”

His dark eyes watered, and she knew her words had hurt him, but she didn’t care. It was better this way—it was easier.

“Will you not reconsider?”

“No.”

“Please stay. I will protect you.”

Protection was not what she needed. She could care less if she died. It’d be a relief from the constant pain she felt each day.

“I should’ve taken you to mother and father.”

“Do not speak to them of my presence here.”

“They will understand.”

“Not one word.”

Micah sighed. “As you wish.”

“I must go.” Anger pressed on her spine, and she straightened.

His shoulders dropped.

“Be safe. Trust no one.”

She nodded.

“I port back in Jamestown one month to this day. You will be here.”

It was not a question, and she didn’t know if a month would be enough. Would the time between then and now ever fade from her soul? Would she be ready to return? She didn’t know if she could go back and so she didn’t answer.

“Hiram knows of you coming?”

“He does.”

“Very well.” He straightened and smiled. “Know that I love you.”

She fought the tears. If Micah saw one ounce of sadness within her, he’d throw her back aboard the Jade and take her with him.

“As I you.” She refused to say the words.

He picked up her bag and handed it to her.

“Thank you. Now go. You have work to do and whores to see.” She smirked.

“Ah, that I do.” He pulled her into a final embrace. “You will find your way. I am sure of it.” He held her away from him, and his eyes searched hers. “Remember who you are.”

She pressed on his chest and stepped out of his embrace. She couldn’t help the furrow of her brow or the set of her chin. The reminders of the life she led were never to be forgotten, and because of that she’d be forever lost.

Micah sensed the change in her and left it alone. He bowed, and with a final kiss to her forehead he walked away.

She turned, unable to watch him go, raised to believe it was a sign of weakness, of regret to watch one leave your life. This was meant to be. The world around her had tilted, and even though she wanted nothing more than to go back in time to the lavish house on the hill where she’d felt content, where laughter was but an expression upon her lips, she could not. What had been was no more, and she’d do right to remember it. One year had passed, but the ache inside her soul still remained




About the Author:

Kat Flannery’s love of history shows in her novels. She is an avid reader of historical, suspense, paranormal, and romance. She has her Certificate in Freelance and Business Writing. A member of many writing groups, Kat enjoys promoting other authors on her blog. She’s been published in numerous periodicals throughout her career.

Her debut novel CHASING CLOVERS has been an Amazon Top 100 Paid bestseller. LAKOTA HONOR and BLOOD CURSE (Branded Trilogy) are Kat’s two award-winning novels and HAZARDOUS UNIONS is Kat’s first novella. Kat is currently hard at work on her next book.

Website: http://www.katflannerybooks.com

Blog: http://www.kat-scratch.blogspot.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/katflannery1

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