Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Sale Blitz for WELCOME TO FOREVER by Annie Rains

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WELCOME TO FOREVER

A Hero's Welcome #1

Annie Rains

Released Dec 1st, 2015

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“Don’t miss this sparkling
debut full of heart and emotion!” raves Lori Wilde. The Hero’s Welcome military
romance series introduces a small coastal town where America’s best and
brightest risk everything for love.

In Seaside, North Carolina,
there are two kinds of people: Marines, and kids of Marines. Then there’s Kat
Chandler. Recently hired as the principal of Seaside Elementary, Kat makes it
her mission to turn the school into a place of peace and calm. That’s not going
to be easy with hard-liner parents like Micah Peterson storming in, telling her
how to do her job—and then kissing her with those gorgeous lips of his and
turning her brain into mush.

As a Marine Sergeant and a single dad, Micah Peterson has just two
priorities: doing his job better than anyone else, and getting the absolute
best for his son, Ben. But when he meets Ben’s beautiful new principal, a
different yearning shifts into focus. He wants her, sure, but he’s also moved
by the connection Kat forges with her students. So after learning that she
refuses to date Marines, Micah sets two more objectives: convincing Kat to give
him a chance . . . and then holding on to her forever.

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WELCOME TO FOREVER.

Annie
Rains is a USA
Today Bestselling contemporary romance author who writes small town love
stories set in fictional towns on the coast of North Carolina. Raised in one of
America's largest military communities, Annie often features heroes who fight
for their countries, while also fighting for a place to call home and a good
woman to love.

When Annie isn't writing, she's spending time with her husband and 3 children,
or reading a book by one of her three favorite authors.

Read the complete Hero's Welcome Series!

Creepy Hollow by Rachel Morgan Blitz

YA Fantasy

Date Published: March 14, 2017

Seventeen-year-old Violet Fairdale has one job: protect humans from dangerous fae. It’s a job she’s good at—until the cute guy whose life she just saved follows her back into the hidden world of magic. Now she’s broken Guild law, landing herself in a whole lot of trouble. The last thing Vi wants to do is spend any more time with the guy who got her into this mess, but the Guild requires that she return Nate to his home and make him forget the magical world he’s discovered. Easy, right? Not when you factor in evil faeries, plenty of mystery and intrigue, and inconvenient feelings of the romantic kind. Vi is about to find herself tangled up in a deadly plot that threatens not only her own life, but her entire world.

Excerpt

I cry out as the boy grabs hold of my arm. I stumble on the invisible path, my mind loses hold of my destination, and I tumble out of the darkness and onto the forest floor. I don’t usually exit the faerie paths so clumsily, but I don’t usually have a human boy on top of me.

I lie there blinking as the reality of what just happened strikes me like a slap in the face.

A human.

In the fae realm.

And I’m the one who brought him here.

No no no NO.

I give the guy a good kick and he lands on the ground beside me with a groan. “What did you do that for?” I yell, jumping to my feet. “You can’t follow me through! That’s not how this works.”

He sits up and stares at his surroundings—the wildly tangled trees; the creeping mist; the shifting smoke-like colors in the yuro plants’ leaves—with a mixture of horror and awe on his face. “That … was …”

“Probably the most idiotic thing you’ve ever done.” I doubt he’s listening to me though.

“I think you were right about the dreaming thing,” he says. “There’s no way this could be real. Am I high on something?”

“Ugh.” I clench my fists so tightly I can feel my nails digging into my skin. “It’s magic, you moron.”

He looks at me and frowns. “There’s no such thing as magic.”

“Well, you probably think there’s no such thing as faeries either, and yet here I am.” And here he is. In my forest. My home. I kick a flurry of leaves into the air. Their colors shift rapidly in protest, cycling through an endless palette: lavender, magenta, burgundy, sienna. I bury my face in my hands. I have so failed this assignment.

“No way,” he says, rustling the leaves as he stands. “You can’t be a faerie. You’re way too big.”

I lower my hands. “Excuse me?” I’ve been called many things in my seventeen years, but ‘big’ has never been one of them. Quite the opposite, in fact.

“Aren’t faeries supposed to be, like, really tiny? With wings and a wand and faerie dust?”

“I’m not Tinker Bell!”

He takes a step back. “Okay, okay. Since this is a dream, I guess you can be whatever you want to be.”

“Did it feel like a dream when I kicked you just now?”

“Actually, that did kind of hurt.” He rubs his leg.

I shake my head. “This is such a mistake. You should not be here.”

“So you don’t have wings then?” he asks, completely ignoring what I just said.

“Sure I do. They’re in my pocket.”

“Really?”

“No!” I’m trying to think of the best way to fix this, and I wish he’d keep quiet.

“Oh, wait, you do have a wand though. I saw you using it on my wall.”

“It’s not a wand, it’s a stylus. Just a stick, really.”

“But it—”

“You know, if it weren’t my sole purpose in life to protect humans like you from crazy magical fae, I’d leave you here to find your own way home.”

“Is that what you were doing in my room?” he asks after a moment.

I sigh. Why am I telling him any of this? “Yes. I was on assignment.”

“I was your assignment?”

Wow, you catch on fast. “Yes.”

He hesitates a moment, then grins. “That’s kind of hot.”

About the Author

Rachel Morgan spent a good deal of her childhood living in a fantasy land of her own making, crafting endless stories of make-believe and occasionally writing some of them down. After completing a degree in genetics and discovering she still wasn’t grown-up enough for a ‘real’ job, she decided to return to those story worlds still spinning around her imagination. These days she spends much of her time immersed in fantasy land once more, writing fiction for young adults and those young at heart.

Rachel lives in Cape Town with her husband and three miniature dachshunds. She is the author of the bestselling Creepy Hollow series, and also writes sweet contemporary romance under the name Rochelle Morgan.

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Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Release Blitz "Blank Space" by Alla Kar

Title: Blank Space

Author: Alla Kar

Genre: NA Romance

Shelby Henry was easy.

At least that’s what the news reports said about her. In the spotlight as a result of her father’s hunting empire, Shelby was no stranger to publicity—the bad kind. After her brother’s death, her party-girl ways elevated her notoriety to an all-time high. A serious relationship soon became harder to find, because no one wanted to be associated with the town slut, even if she was rich. Or so she thought...

Cash Jenkins didn’t have time to date.

Being the CEO of a well-known deer-stand business occupied most of his time. But everyone knows that money talks. When Mrs. Henry from Henry’s Hunting World came to him with a fat check to help jump-start his business, all he saw was dollar signs. But there was a catch. Cash was to date her daughter and make a respectable woman out of her. Date a pretty little rich girl? How hard could it be?

Shelby wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, but she enjoyed Cash’s attention. After all, her life could be much worse. Cash Jenkins was something fine, rich, ambitious, and try as she might, she could not get the thought of being underneath him out of her mind. The way he looked at her. The soft, subtle touches, and those deep blue eyes. She had no idea it was all a ruse, engineered by her mother.

Cash never imagined pretending to date her would be hard. If she found out about the arrangement with her mother, he could lose everything; his business, his career, his money. But after spending time with Shelby, it was starting to seem worth it.

Dirty deeds. Dirty dealings, and dirty minds lead Shelby and Cash to a decision that will change them both forever in BLANK SPACE, book 1 in Alla Kar’s new Dirty South series.Links

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Author Bio

My name is Alla Kar. I live in the deep south with my fiancé and Chihuahua. I love to write about alpha males, southern gentlemen and swoon-worthy men! :)

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Blog Tour: The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan

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This is my stop during the blog tour for The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan by Steve Wiley. This blog tour is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. The blog tour runs from 13 till 26 March. You can see the tour schedule here.

The Fairytale Chicago of Francesca Finnegan

Written by Steve Wiley

Narrated by Sean Lenhart

Length: 6 hours and 12 minutes

Genre: Fantasy/ Fairytale

Age category: Adult

Release Date Audiobook: March 1, 2017

Blurb:

In Chicago, a secret L train runs through the mythical East Side of the city. On that train, you’ll find a house-cat conductor, an alcoholic elf, a queen of the last city farm, the most curious wind, and an exceptional girl by the name of Francesca Finnegan.

When we first encounter Richard K. Lyons, he is a man who has long forgotten the one night, when he was still a boy called Rich, when Francesca invited him aboard the secret L for an adventure through the East Side. The night was a mad epic, complete with gravity-defying first kisses, mermaid overdoses, and princess rescues. Unfortunately for Rich, the night ended like one of those elusive dreams forgotten the moment you wake. Now, Rich is all grown up and out of childish adventures, an adult whose life is on the verge of ruin. It will take the rediscovery of his exploits with Francesca, and a reacquaintance with the boy he once was, to save him.

Excerpt:

Fairyism

There is magic in the city.

When Rich Lyons was a little boy, he learned of the magic from an old, cockeyed, Captain Hook–looking magician. The old man sat alone at a table for two outside a neighborhood bar every summer day, all day, always with a glass of twinkling whiskey. He said the twinkle had once been in his eye, but had blown out one windy day and splashed right into the whiskey. Rich liked how the twinkle twinkled in the whiskey. He liked it so much, he asked the old man if he could have it. The man told Rich he didn’t need it, because he already had a twinkle of his own, and besides, that particular twinkling whiskey tasted like shit, worse than Malört, if that’s possible.

“You be careful,” the old man warned, “because in the city of wind, a twinkle may blow out. The wind here, it twirls and sings like a music-box ballerina. It plays tricks and tells stories like an old-man magician. Like me, like this …”

And so, the old man performed tricks for Rich and regaled him with city folklore and fantasy. He said the Great Chicago Fire was arson, started by a fire-breathing dragon from the Fulton River District who was fed up with the cold winters. He said the Chicago River started flowing backward when a giant sea serpent sneezed so powerfully, it changed the direction of the current. He said the sky was purple (not black) above the city because a wicked witch had stolen all the black for her cats and bats and witch hats.

Rich’s favorite story was one about the L trains, and how each had come to be named for a color. The old man said the colors arrived when the first skyscrapers did. Before then, all the trains were the same dull brown. On the day the first skyscraper went up, a rainbow, unused to encountering buildings so high in the sky, accidentally crashed into it. When the rainbow crashed, each of its individual colors went splattering in all directions. Some landed on the L trains and stained them. The only train to miss a color was the Brown Line, because, the old man said, it was offline for repairs.

The old man also said there was one line, a secret line, that got a splash of lavender.

One day, Rich asked the old man if he could use his magic to tell fortunes. The old man said, well, hell, of course he could, it was a matter of simple city magic. Rich asked if he might hear his own fortune. He wanted to know what he would be when he grew up.

The old man told Rich there wasn’t much he wouldn’t be when he grew up. He would be a father, a husband, an uncle, a brother, a friend. He would be a ghost in the graveyard. He would be a vice president of something. He would be a pisser in the pancake batter. He would be a reveler-adventurer. He would be a hider and seeker. He would be a rocket man. A businessman.

And, he would be a rich man.

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My Review:
This book to me was almost like an adult version of Alice in Wonderland. Instead of a White Rabbit there was Francesca Finnegan. One night when Rich was young he ran into Francesca and she take him on a ride on the Secret L Train. Now Rich is an adult, to me a pretty messed up adult. He has to remember the night with Francesca to save himself.

The book bounces a bit. There are some silly to crazy stories mixed in with Rich's life story. At first I thought I was not going to get into the book but I pressed on and am now glad I did. This is a book unlike any I have ever read other then Alice in Wonderland. But unlike it, this is not for kids. The writing was well done and very imaginative. There is quite a bit of language in the book. I do think it was a fun book though.

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About the Author:

Steve is a father, husband, uncle, brother, friend, and purveyor of fairy stories. He grew up in and around Chicagoland, where he still lives with his wife and two kids. He has been published in an array of strange and serious places, from the U.S. Chamber of Commerce in Washington, D.C., to Crannóg magazine in Galway, Ireland. This is his first book. He has an undergraduate degree in something he has forgotten from Illinois State University and a graduate degree in something equally forgotten from DePaul University. Steve once passionately kissed a bronze seahorse in the middle of Buckingham Fountain. You can email Steve at Lavenderlinepress @ gmail . com, or visit thewileymancan on Instagram.

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Lost In The Light by Mary Castillo Tour

About the Book

One October morning in
1932, Vicente Sorolla entered the white house on the hill and was never seen
again.

Now, Detective Dori Orihuela witnesses his brutal
murder in her nightmares.

Drawn to this tough but tender woman, Vicente
materializes out of the butler's pantry and asks her to find his lost love,
Anna. Dori wonders if she's not only about to lose her badge, but also her
sanity.

Dori has always been drawn to the mysterious Queen
Anne Edwardian house in her hometown. But after a devastating injury that puts
her career on the line, Dori isn’t sure if she made the right decision
purchasing this rundown old mansion.

Her wisecracking Grammy Cena has waited too long
for her independent granddaughter to return home. She hires a a kooky psychic
to banish the ghost and a handsome contractor with whom Dori has an unhappy
past.

With a promise to Vicente, Dori may solve a
forgotten Prohibition era murder. Or she may exhume secrets someone died to
protect.

Excerpt from Chapter One of Lost in the Light by Mary Castillo

With the rain pattering on the roof of her car, she pulled up the semi-circular drive of the house the county of San Diego declared was legally and financially hers. Her Rav-4 looked ridiculous in front of the three-story, 19th century mansion that stood tall and proud even though one earthquake could send it into a smoking ruin.

The police tape Dori had draped across the sagging front porch fluttered in the wind. But she would fix it. Together, piece by piece, both she and the house would be put to rights. Staring at it through her fogged up window, she remembered the very first moment she saw saw this house and thought, this will be mine.

The memory was so clear that for a moment she was nine years old again, sitting in the backseat of her dad's Scout, imagining what went on through the murky, mysterious windows. There were three other 19th Century mansions in this neighborhood that had been beautifully restored. But this one was special. She'd came back to it through the years, even when she visited from Denver. Now it was hers.

Sighing, Dori reached across the seat for her CVS bag. Goosebumps sprang up her arms. She tensed; the back of her neck tingling with the awareness that she was being watched. Locked inside her car, she scanned the back seat and the yard.

No one lurked behind the dead boxwoods. The grass had dried up, and not even one weed sprung up out of the dry earth. The plastic bag crinkled as she closed her fist around it. The house wasn't in the best of neighborhoods but she refused to think about Grammy's worrying.

The weeks she'd first lived in the house, before the shooting, Dori never felt weird or scared. But it was good to be aware, she told herself as she pushed the door open and paused, sniffing chimney smoke from the neighbor’s house. It was quiet up here, the traffic on Sweetwater a soft hush that rode on the winds sweeping clouds across the sky. She shut the door and the alarm beeped. The bay windows in the front parlor reflected Dori as she walked up to the house.

Idly wondering what to pick from the meals Grammy had prepared for her, Dori plugged her key into the lock. Her heart gave a painful jolt when she looked up into the face of a man. He stared at her from the other side of the wavy glass window of the Dutch door.

His dark eyes narrowed. In one motion, Dori dropped her bag, stepped back and reached for her weapon. But she only felt the bandage under her shirt where her Smith and Wesson should've been. She swayed in momentary confusion and then remembered she'd locked it away. When she looked back up into the window, he was gone.

Dori stood there with her pulse kicking against her neck. He couldn't duck faster than the blink of an eye, nor was the window shade moving in the wake of a sudden movement. It hadn't been that long since she'd been with a man that she'd start making one up as Grammy had repeatedly warned. Warning pricked at her nerves. She pulled up alongside the edge of the door and peeked into her dark kitchen. She strained her ears, listening for movement in the house. Against her better judgment, she reached over and turned the key.

She pushed the door open and the smell of cologne stopped her short of walking inside. Dori instinctively rocked her weight onto the balls of her feet, her muscles tensing for a fight. Night crept across the yard behind her.

As a cop, she'd been in much scarier situations than this. But back then, Dori had a gun at her hip and a radio for back-up. Unlike real bad guys, figments of her imagination couldn’t send her to the hospital. Dori told herself to go out to her car and call the cavalry.

Instead, Dori propped the door open with an old brick. This was her house damn it and it might feel good to kick some ass.

My Review:

Lost in the life is paranormal mystery. Yep you get all the great things we red for. There is touch of romance, Ghosts, mystery, and the coolest sounding Granny on the planet.

Dori is a police officer who was shot in the line of duty. While home recovering she decides to buy a old house and remodel it. Shorty after buying the the resident spirit Vicente steps out of the butler's closet. Not only does he introduce himself he also tells Dori what he wants from her. He wants her t find Anna, who was the love of his life.

Vicente was murdered in 1932. While trying to find Anna, Dori also decides to find out who murdered Vicente so he can rest in peace as well.

This story is basically 2 stories in one. You have present day as well as the story of Vicente and Anna in the 1920's and 30's during the prohibition. So you learn about the present and the past. And like I said you get the coolest Granny on the planet as well. I have to say she was my favorite character int he book. She is full of vinegar. She brings a lot of humor to the story. She is never short on smart comments.

This was a very interesting story. I did really enjoy my time with Dori, her family, ad the ghosts. Ghosts are my favorite form of the paranormal genre, and Mary Castillo did not let me down. The ghosts are not scary. There is very little cursing and no strong 4 lettered words, nor any sex in this book. I would call it a clean read.

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March 13 – Rebekah Martin Writes – Excerpt

March 13 – A Southern Girls Bookshelf
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March 14 – A Novel Thought With Jess –
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March 14 – T’s Stuff – Review & Excerpt

March 14 – Rebekah Martin Writes - Q&A

March 15 – Living Life With Joy – Guest Post

March 15 – Books, Dreams, Life -
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Romance – Guest Post

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March 17 – Authors
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About the Author

Mary Castillo is an Amazon bestselling author
and audiobook narrator. She writes chilling paranormal mysteries and sexy,
heartwarming romantic comedies, all with compelling characters that keep you
turning the pages long past your bedtime! Her debut, Hot Tamara was selected
by Cosmopolitan magazine as a Red Hot Read and Latina magazine called Mary “an
author to look out for” and selected In Between Men and Names I Call My Sister
for the Top 10 Summers Reads in July 2009. Lost in the Light was a finalist in the
Daphne du Maurier Award for Excellence in Paranormal Mystery.

Mary grew up in a haunted house in National City, CA. She cries
every time she sees the movies, The Ghost and Mrs. Muir and Casablanca, and may
have developed a mild addiction to listening to audiobooks while she knits.

Links

Webpage: www.MaryCastillo.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/marycastillo/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MCastilloWrites/

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ORIGIN by Ana Jolene – Release Blast

One drunken kiss ignites an inferno of burning desire.

ORIGIN

Glory MC #2

Ana Jolene

Releasing March 14th, 2017

One drunken
kiss ignites an inferno of burning desire. Sworn enemies, Lucky Winters and
Seven Douglass struggle to forget the kiss that shouldn't have happened. Then Lucky’s
past comes back to bite him and he suddenly disappears for months, leaving
Seven wondering where they both stand.

When Lucky
returns, he is a changed man and his prolonged absence means he must once again
prove himself to the club he's sworn his life to. Except Lucky can’t seem to
shake off the recent events as much as he wants to.

Seven is no
stranger to this feeling. Her own mysterious past threatens to disrupt her
future and when neither of them are able to stop the ghosts of their pasts from
resurfacing, the only person they can turn to is each other. Suddenly, hatred
morphs into love. And where there is fire and ice, there’s bound to be some
steam . . .

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Ana
Jolene is
the author of the Glory MC series and the Contemporary Romance series, Moonrise
Beach.

Growing
up as a rebellious kid didn’t allow for much reading time. It wasn’t until she
was in university that she found her passion for books and has since then
devoured every book placed before her. Ana holds a B.A. in Psychology and has
worked in both IT and Administration. But she’s had the most fun in the bookish
world, working as a reviewer, columnist and assistant to multiple sites and
authors.

Ana
currently lives in Toronto with her family and an extremely lazy Shih Tzu whom
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Book Blast for The Good Spy Dies Twice by Mark Hosack

The Good Spy Dies Twice

by Mark Hosack

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GENRE: Thriller

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BLURB:

"The Good Spy Dies Twice," the cryptic final words from a condemned death row inmate draw Jake Boxer, the one-time king of cable news, out of retirement, setting him on a collision course with a deadly global conspiracy involving his secretive wife, a depraved New World Order, and the "guests" at a posh Alaskan ski resort. Everyone is a suspect. Part spy thriller, part whodunit, "The Good Spy Dies Twice" is the first book in Mark Hosack's explosive new thriller series, Bullseye. Called "an undeniably spry and rousing espionage tale" by Kirkus Reviews.

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Excerpt Two:

Mike and Tim, the remaining members of the Bullseye crew, had been watching quietly from two chairs flanking the room’s only window. The team was staying at, and broadcasting from, the fourth floor of the Napoleon Hostel, a cramped but tidy place less than a mile from Moscow’s Red Square. The room’s window offered a plum view of St. Basil’s candy-striped spires, the Kremlin’s dollhouse facade, and, just a few blocks beyond, the massive Lubyanka—a tiered bureaucratic building that once housed both KGB headquarters and the infamous Lubyanka prison. It was now home to the FSB. Jake was sure that just as he was looking out at them, they were looking in at him.

Contrary to what Claire said, he had seen tails since they’d arrived—civilian cars following their taxi from Domodedovo International. Bums who hopped into subway trains right before the doors closed. Jake had seen glints of light following them from high in the sky more than once—Dozor-3 Russian combat drones armed with cameras and for all he knew, ballistic missiles.

Before they’d left the States, Jake had been all too sure that Claire’s admirable skills had secured the proper filming visas, but now he was beginning to think differently: Had Putin lured them within his borders to make it easier to kill them off? Was this all because Bullseye was targeting Russian corruption on the global stage? It sounded like a wild conspiracy, but was it really that unbelievable?

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Mark Hosack is the author of THE GOOD SPY DIES TWICE (Book 1: The Bullseye Series), and IDENTITY (Simon & Schuster). He also wrote on the web series SEQUESTERED for Sony Crackle, the screenplay for GIVE 'EM HELL, MALONE (Thomas Jane, Ving Rhames), and he both wrote and directed the award winning independent film PALE BLUE MOON. Mark lives in Los Angeles with his wife and a brood of gremlins that insist on calling him Dad.

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