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Sunday, March 31, 2019

Trifles and Folly book 1 by Gail Z. Martin


Author: Gail Z. Martin

Narrator: Amanda Ronconi

Length: 19 hours 58 minutes

Series: Deadly Curiosities Collection, Book 1

Publisher: Tantor Audio

Released: Dec. 4, 2018

Genre: Paranormal Fantasy


A collection of nine adventures: "Buttons", "The Restless Dead", "Retribution", "Coffin Box", "Wicked Dreams", "Collector", "Bad Memories", "Shadow Garden", and "Spook House."
Cassidy Kincaide runs Trifles & Folly in modern-day Charleston, an antiques and curios shop with a dangerous secret. Cassidy can read the history of objects by touching them and along with her business partners Teag, who has Weaver magic, and Sorren, a 600-year-old vampire, they get rid of cursed objects and keep Charleston and the world safe from supernatural threats.
An extension of the Deadly Curiosities book series.




Gail Z. Martin writes urban fantasy, epic fantasy and steampunk for Solaris Books, Orbit Books, Falstaff Books, SOL Publishing and Darkwind Press. Urban fantasy series include Deadly Curiosities and the Night Vigil (Sons of Darkness). Epic fantasy series include Darkhurst, the Chronicles Of The Necromancer, the Fallen Kings Cycle, the Ascendant Kingdoms Saga, and the Assassins of Landria. Together with Larry N. Martin, she is the co-author of Iron & Blood, Storm & Fury (both Steampunk/alternate history), and the Spells Salt and Steel comedic horror series. Newest titles include Tangled Web, Vengeance, The Dark Road, and Assassin’s Honor. As Morgan Brice, she writes urban fantasy MM paranormal romance, with her Witchbane and Badlands series.
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Narrator Bio


Amanda is an actress and narrator who divides her time between New York City and Upstate New York. She has a BFA from NYU where she studied at the Stella Adler Conservatory. She has performed in theaters around New York City and regionally at The Alley, Capital Rep and many productions at the Shakespeare Theatre of New Jersey.

Her Off-Broadway solo comedy, Shirley at the Tropicana, received critical acclaim and was subsequently featured in The New York Times. Film and TV credits include Daydream Believer (Slamdance 2001’s Best Dramatic Feature winner), The Understudy, Deadly Sins (ID Discovery), IFC’s Get Hit and Chasing Paradise. National network and regional commercials include Chase Bank, Sony and Blue Cross/Blue Shield. Her voiceover work encompasses over 100 audiobooks available on Audible.com. She is a proud member of SAG-AFTRA and Actors’ Equity.

Trifles and Folly is a book of novellas and short stories. And so far this is my favorite book I have read this year. I love how Gail Martin not only brings a book filled with haunted artifacts, but there is also history. The history is real the people in the history are not but she tells a great story with both fiction and non fiction intertwined. This book is a clean read, there is no strong language and no sex. One of the stories does mention a rape but no details at all. There are 9 stories in this book, and 3 bonus stories where you learn more or Sorren's Story.

Amanda Ronconi narrates the audiobook. I have to admit I love her. I have listened to several books she has narrated and she is amazing. She brings so much to this book. I would of enjoyed this book no matter who narrated it but with Amanda narrating it it was a huge bonus.

Cassidy Kincaide owns her families 350 year old business which to the world looks like a Antique shop.  But it is actually a shop where they take in haunted and cursed objects and either make them safe for resale or do away with them so no harm can come to anyone else.

Along with Cassidy is her business partner Teag Logan who is also has Weaver magic and Sorren a 600 year old Vampire. Cassidy is a psychometric, which means she can read objects. Together the 3 do their best to gather haunted objects and then "unhaunt" them.

I have to say my favorite story in this book is The Restless Dead. A piece of on old sewing machine comes to the shop. The story is about the flood and hurricane that hit in the late 1800's. A group of Irish indentured women work in a Sewing factory to pay off their debt. When the hurricane hits the everyone in the building dies due to the doors being locked and no one having a key to open it. The story may be made up but even the made up parts of the story brings a lot of history and I do love history as well as "ghosty" things.


I received this audiobook as part of my participation in a blog tour with Audiobookworm Promotions. The tour is being sponsored by Gail Z. Martin. The gifting of this audiobook did not affect my opinion of it.

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Top 10 Reasons to Read These Books
  1. Charleston, SC is one of the most haunted cities in the US, so there are ghosts everywhere!
  2. Ghosts need somewhere to go, so there are lots of haunted houses, churches, restaurants and bars!
  3. Pirates! Charleston was a hive of scum and villainy back in the day, so plenty of scandalous tales to tell.
  4. Lots of magic. Witches, cursed objects, and dangerous spells.
  5. Spooky supernatural stuff. Main character Cassidy Kincaide can read the history of objects by touching them. Her job is to get haunted and cursed objects out of the wrong hands and save the world from supernatural threats.
  6. Monsters and things that go bump in the night. Charleston is chock full of vampires, shifters, zombies, gnomes and restless spirits.
  7. Voodoo, Hoodoo and old Norse magic are real, and they’re used for good and bad, so watch your step!
  8. Charleston itself becomes almost a character in the books, because the stories couldn’t happen the same way anywhere else.
  9. There’s plenty of action, adventure, and spooky suspense, plus a cast of supporting characters who quickly feel like old friends.
  10. Who doesn’t love a good ghost or monster story? Trifles and Folly 1&2 have it all!
Q&A with Narrator Amanda Ronconi
  • A lot of narrators seem to have a background in theater. Is that something you think is essential to a successful narration career?
    • Yep. You pretty much need to be an actor or have an acting background to narrate audiobooks. It is an acting job. You need acting skills to do it. You need the vocal ability to not lose your voice and to have your voice stay elastic and under your control through a whole six-hour recording session. And then be able to come back and do it again the next day and the next until the book is done. Like theater, audiobooks are a concentration and acting marathon.
  • What type of training have you undergone?
    • I have a BFA in acting. After college, I studied acting in New York and Los Angeles. I’ve studied acting Chekov, acting for film, acting Shakespeare. I worked my way up to being a company member of a prestigious Shakespeare Festival, more like on-the-job training. I have taken tons of improv classes. Improv keeps me alive and in the moment (even when I don’t get to make up the dialogue, but have to use the author’s words) and helps me feel free to take risks with character voices. I’ve worked with dialect coaches to keep the many accents demanded in books as real as possible. I am studying the Alexander technique to help keep my body engaged even when I have to sit pretty still so the mic doesn’t pick up my clothing rustles. I’ve studied with a mime and a clown. Do those skills translate to audiobook narration? Not sure, but it probably shows up somewhere.
  • Are you an audiobook listener? What about the audiobook format appeals to you?
    • I love audiobooks. I listen to them all the time. I read so much for my work that it is such a treat to have someone read to me. It’s like when I used to wait tables, my favorite thing after a shift was to go to another restaurant and have someone wait on me. I love how portable and eyes- and hands-free audiobooks are. They make driving, cleaning – and any chore I would normally avoid -- so much more bearable. I look forward to going to the gym, because I get to listen to an audiobook on the way there and back.
  • How does audiobook narration differ from other types of voiceover work you’ve done? 
    • I’ll take this question and go one step further and say how it’s different from ANY other acting work I’ve done, not just voiceover. It’s the only time I get to play so many emotional arcs, to portray the villain and the hero and everyone in between. That can be such a satisfying enterprise. I don’t think any other acting work offers the opportunity to have such a complete experience, following many characters through their journeys as far as the story touches them.
  • What are your favorite and least favorite parts of being an audiobook narrator?
    • My favorite part is getting to be the voice of an author and hopefully taking the reader on a fabulous listening adventure that helps them escape a hum drum or a really difficult day, to make the listener feel inspired or lighten their mood or just keep them entertained. Books are such powerful things and it is really exhilarating to be able to wield that power if only for a few hours.
    • My least favorite part: As with most actors I do not get to choose the projects I work on. I can, of course, turn something down if for some reason it is really not my cup of tea, but the job (in the form of the author or publisher or producer) chooses me. So sometimes I spend a lot of time with a book that I would never choose to read for pleasure. That said, while occasionally that makes the process feel really laborious, other times I learn things I never would have if I were in charge choosing the projects I work on. This career often forces me out of my comfortable reading cocoon. And that is a good thing.
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Little Dove The Redenzione Series Book 1 by Perryen Livingston


Little
Dove
The
Redenzione Series Book 1
by
Perryen Livingston


Genre:
Romantic Suspense

An
emotionally gripping story about love, family secrets, and
self-discovery.


A
single test was all it took to turn my world on its axis. The life
that I had and the life that I knew nothing about, would soon
collide. Love and hate, truth and lies, bitterness and rejection,
redemption and clarity- would I find my truth? I am Talyn Rose
Easton-Galiano and this is my story of who I was, who I became, and
ultimately who I am. They say that life is stranger than fiction...
but they don't have my life.








Perryen
Livingston is a Southern-raised, Sicilian born, self-proclaimed rebel
Belle. She is a lover of espresso, great books, all things Chanel,
and Great Danes.
Perryen
spent two decades traveling the world with her Air Force husband and
two sons. In 2016, she finally was able to put down roots in Central
Florida— the land of sunshine, beaches, and Disney.
Always
one who needed to be creative to thrive, whether it be ballet or
fashion design— Perryen knew her next adventure lay between the
pages of a novel, her novel.
When
she’s not writing, Perryen lives the domestic life wifein’ and
momin’: lint-rolling dog hair off her signature-style black
leggings, walking around barefoot, and spending time relentlessly
loving on her family.
Little
Dove is her first book in The Redenzione Series and will have two
more books to follow. You can stay up to date on what’s happening
next by following her on social media.






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Heat by Nicolina Martin


Heat
Nicolina Martin
(Russo Saga, #1)
Publication date: March 29th 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

Anything can happen during the hot nights in the Dominican Republic.

Sydney

I just wanted a tan and to sip drinks with little umbrellas in them. I didn’t know that vacation would mean sex with a hot stranger, being drugged, and nearly killed. My instincts tell me there’s more to the smooth facade of Nathan Russo, but my heart won’t listen. He’s my opposite, hot where I’m cool, experienced while I’ve never really lived. What starts out as a sexy fling can’t be more. Can it?

Nathan

I’m a dangerous man with a mission to complete and people to kill. Sydney Lewis might literally cost me my life. As the stakes increase, I have to decide whether to follow my head or my heart. My life is too dangerous, I’m too much of a monster. She’s a good girl. She can’t be a part of this. I have to be cruel. I have to cut her out.

But she’s the only one who can save me.

Heat will take you on a journey to paradise, through Hell, and back.

Publisher’s Note: This dark romance is intended for adult readers only and may contain triggers for some readers. It contains elements of danger, adventure, steamy scenes, adult language and a guaranteed HEA. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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EXCERPT:

Fingers thread through my hair.

I don’t move, my heart speeds up. In an instant, I remember where I am. What I have done. I slept on his lap, knowing it was an open invitation to something I still can’t articulate. I fight to control my breathing and try not to stir, because I don’t want him to know I’m awake. I want to see where he takes this.

I realize I’m holding my breath and force myself to breathe again. I try to inhale calmly, but it catches in my throat. His arm, draped around my waist, tightens. He knows I’m awake, knows I’m not objecting, and he’s not stopping.

His hand slides under the blanket. It’s hot on my skin through my thin blouse. He traces a path along my arm down to my hand that lies in front of my chest, then he moves and places his palm below my breasts, letting it rest there. A finger slides across my nipple. It stiffens instantly. It screams for his attention, and that light brush is far from satisfying. I forget to breathe, and then I just give up on it altogether. I want more. This feels so kinky. So forbidden.

I have to force myself to stay still.

His hand hovers over my nipple, then he pinches it gently and I gasp, spikes of want surging through me. This pretending-to-sleep routine is going to be hard to keep up. When I don’t object, he grows bolder and cups my breast and squeezes. Carefully at first, and then with more force. He suddenly stills and I hear the soft steps of someone approaching.

“Is there anything you need, sir? Coffee? A pillow for yourself?”

“Thank you. I’m good,” he answers cheerfully.

“She seems to be having a good sleep.”

“Oh yes. Anyone would envy her.” His voice reverberates through his chest.

Oh yes indeed!

His hand starts exploring again. It moves down along my belly and I tense up like a piano wire. Is he going where I think he’s going? But then I feel his warm palm on my naked skin as he pushes his hand under my blouse and moves upward again. He pushes up my bra, freeing my breasts, pinching first one nipple and then the other before he firmly squeezes my breasts, paying good attention to them both. I squirm and am barely able to stifle the moan that wants to escape my throat. His other hand rests on my head, toying with my hair, then taking more of a forceful hold of it as his breathing changes, gets more labored. I like it. I like that I affect him as much as he affects me.

When his hand abandons my breasts, I miss its presence immediately. I wonder if he’s done exploring, but he changes direction, caressing along my stomach and then down the front of my hip. Oh—Oh my God! Sliding his hand down my skirt, he pulls it up until his fingers rest scorching hot on my thigh. Agonizingly slow, he feels his way up my thigh until his hand rests on my panties. Panties that are drenched with moisture.

When a finger starts circling my clit through the fabric, I can’t help the moan that escapes me.



Author Bio:

Nicolina Martin is a Swedish born author who escapes the long, dark winter nights by writing hot contemporary romance/suspense.

She's a mother of three teenage girls, a medical doctor, a quirky loner, and a social human being. She has traveled the globe, has had more lovers than she can count, has loved and hated, succeeded and failed, has gone through marriage and divorce. She has seen darkness and despair, as well as light and happiness.

All these experiences, she pours into her tales, taking her readers for a wild ride while twisting their minds. She loves showing that stories can be different even if the trope is the same.

Nicolina believes that life is too short for regrets and in looking forward, no matter what. She wants to enjoy every moment, and cherish life.

To find out more about Nicolina Martin, visit her official website.

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What We Do For Love by Anne Pfeffer


What We Do For Love
Anne Pfeffer
Publication date: May 21st 2019
Genres: Adult, Contemporary
Thirty-eight year old Nicole Adams has given up on finding love. Instead, the single mother focuses on the things she cherishes most—her sixteen-year old son Justin, her friends, and her art.
When she convinces a prominent Los Angeles museum to feature a piece of her work, a large-scale installation, she thinks her life has finally turned a corner.
Then Justin brings a girl, Daniela, home to live with them. Daniela’s angry parents have thrown her out of the house, because she’s pregnant with Justin’s child. Shattered, Nicole takes Daniela in and, in so doing, is drawn into the inner circle of Daniela’s family—a frightening world of deceit and violence.
Nicole struggles to keep life going as normal. Forced to deal with people she doesn’t trust or like, fearful for the future of both her son and the grandchild they’re expecting, Nicole wonders if she can do what she tells Justin to do: always have faith in yourself and do the right thing.
EXCERPT:
Funny how one’s life can make a U-turn.
My life made two. In a single day.
I started that day as a mere potter—yes, a person who hand-makes vases and dinner plates for a living—wearing borrowed clothes and driving to the most important interview of my life. A few hours later came U-turn number one: the board of directors of CCMLA, the Contemporary Crafts Museum of Los Angeles, offered me a place in their upcoming show!
In an instant, I had become an artist. I pondered this fact wonderingly as I drove home that afternoon. I was to provide them with a brand-new, never-before-seen mural in ceramics, an installation piece. My wall would be located at the entrance to the exhibit, the first thing you saw as you walked in. This was my chance, an incredible opportunity.
I was an artist!
It didn’t bother me that desperation clearly underlay the board’s decision. All the better when I saved the day with a great contribution to their show!
I hoped.
Flushed with success, I revved my ancient Toyota, Bernice, up to twenty-two miles per hour. We practically skipped over the potholes as we barreled our way up the Trail of Terror. This was the name my son Justin had given the rutted, one-lane road that wound its way up the side of Laurel Canyon to our house.
Of course, I was a fill-in, hired at the last minute. I’d gotten this job when Miriam Fletcher, a customer of mine who happened to be on the museum board, moaned to me that an artist had dropped out of a show scheduled to open in six weeks. “We’re in such a pickle! We don’t know what to do!” Though her crepey neck revealed a senior citizen, Miriam otherwise projected youth, running long acrylic nails through her cropped, bleached and spiked hair, her copper earrings swinging.
My cue to pipe up. “I’m sure I could help you!”
Miriam trained her eyes upon me. She had recently ordered customized hand-made pieces from me to give to her granddaughters—a miniature tea set for the youngest and a statuette of a mermaid for her older sister.
“You do such beautiful ceramics work, Nicole!”
“What you’ve seen is my commercial work, which I do through my business Clayworks. I create as an artist under my own name.” That is, I hoped to create as an artist under my own name, if I could ever get the proper start.
And now I had. I could hardly wait to tell my son the news. After sixteen years of single motherhood and hard work, struggling to support myself and Justin, I couldn’t blow this chance. And yet, I’d never done anything like this before.
A twelve-by-nine foot mural. In just six weeks.
You can do this, I told myself. I had to. Letting the museum—and myself—down was unthinkable.
I could practically hear the snap-crackle-pop of my nerves.
I pulled into what we called the car park, an open space situated beside the house at the top of the Trail of Terror, big enough to park a half dozen cars. Justin’s Ford Focus wasn’t there.
When he got home from school, which should be any minute, we would raise a toast, our champagne glasses filled with sparkling apple cider.
The day was unseasonably hot, and I was boiling in Bernice, her air conditioner long dead. Thank heavens my hair had stayed up all day in the deliberately loose knot that I’d coaxed it into this morning, with pretty little bits of hair hanging down around my face. A chignon, according to the YouTube tutorial. One more degree of humidity and my whole head would have coiled itself into a giant Brillo pad right there before the entire board of directors.
And thank goodness I’d been able to borrow my sister’s striking red-and-orange color-blocked linen dress, which had given me just the boost of artist/business woman confidence that I’d needed. Now though, its linen skirt was hopelessly creased and hiking up around my hips. I bounded out of the car and proceeded along the circuitous route that we all used to enter the house, going through the rickety side gate, and past what was technically our front door, which no one ever opened. Instead, I followed the path that ran along the side of the house toward the yard and pool, giving a glance to my irises and roses, which grew under our bedroom windows.
The white, yellow, and purple irises stood tall and elegant, but it was the roses I really loved—the fluttery, home-grown variety that came in every color of the sunrise. I would have to harvest some for tonight’s dinner table.
As I reached the yard, I stepped from the cool shade of the side path into direct, hot sunshine. The sliver of Los Angeles ahead of me that appeared on clear days like this one, the perfume of herbs and blooming plants, the swimming pool that shimmered invitingly—except for my college years, this had been home all my life. Along with my sister Caroline, I’d inherited the small, dilapidated house on its magnificent parcel of land in the Hollywood Hills. At today’s prices, neither of us could have ever afforded to buy it.
Entering the house as always through the French doors off the living room, I waltzed into my bedroom. It was the beginning of a new era. Soon there would be no more making pottery on consignment! No more sets of dinnerware for twelve!
I shouldn’t get ahead of myself. Of course, I would continue to operate Clayworks. Those dinner sets paid the bills after all. Still though, there was now a chance I could taper off the business over time, if I could sell some of my more creative pieces. Imagine me, finally, at age thirty-eight, beginning to show in museums and galleries!
I changed into my regular daywear—a sleeveless cotton blouse, long flowy skirt in the coolest feather-light cotton, and Teva sandals.
My old friend Mike Sawyer would be over to eat with me and Justin, as he did most weeks, once or twice. Maybe I’d give them both my wonderful news at the same time.
No, I couldn’t wait that long to spill the news. I knew I would tell Justin the minute he walked in.
Hearing the muffled noise of a door opening, I sprinted to the kitchen, where my son, home at last, would for sure want to hear all about it.
I stopped short when I saw that Justin was not alone.



Author Bio:
Hi! I grew up in the desert around Phoenix, Arizona, where I had a bay quarter horse named Dolly. If I wasn't riding, I was holed up somewhere reading Laura Ingalls Wilder or the Oz books or, later on, Jane Eyre and The Grapes of Wrath. Horses eventually faded as an interest, but I ended up with a lifelong love of books and reading.
After college and eight years of living in cold places like Chicago and New York, I escaped back to the land of sunshine. I now live in California, one mile from the Pacific Ocean, with my dachshund Taco. I have worked in banking and as a pro bono attorney, doing adoptions and guardianships for abandoned children.
As a writer, I'd always been interested in children's books, since they had meant so much to me as a kid. I've found I especially like writing books about teens and twenty-somethings, an age where you make so many decisions about who you are and how you want to spend your life.
I love hearing from readers, so please write to me any time at my website www.annepfeffer.com.

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Stirred by Annie Dyer

Title: Stirred
Series: Severton Search & Rescue
Author: Annie Dyer
Genre: Enemies to Lovers Romance
Release Date: March 29, 2019



Enemies. Foes. Until one night changed them forever.

The small town of Severton doesn’t have many secrets. One of the few is exactly why Scott Maynard, bar owner and search and rescue hero, refuses to speak, acknowledge or even breathe the same air as Keren Leigh. 

Keren has been Severton’s dentist for far too long and now she’s ready to move to the city, escaping the war with Scott and broadening her dating circle in the hope of a future that doesn’t just consist of evenings at home alone with a book, ancient pyjamas and a glass of wine.

All it takes is a one-night ceasefire for all of her plans and their decade-long feud to be stirred up. But they’re not the only ones to be shaken: Severton has acquired its own arsonist and other secrets are being exposed, leaving a completely different battle to be fought.

Warning: contains alpacas, retired ladies who make their own gin and have an eye for younger gentlemen plus an alternate use for a bath.





















 

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