Author: Demelza Carlton
Narrator: Mary Sarah
Length: 4 hours and 6 minutes
Series: Romance a Medieval Fairytale, Book 1
Publisher: Tantor Audio
Released: Apr. 17, 2018
Genre: Fantasy; Romance
Tuesday, November 17, 2020
Monday, November 16, 2020
The Eulogimenoi Series by Maria Vermisoglou
Beware
the Violet
The
Eulogimenoi Series Book 1
by
Maria Vermisoglou
Genre:
YA Fantasy
Discovering
supernatural creatures are real is one thing but learning I have
powers and learning to use them is quite a feat.
My
name is Violet Webb. I live in a small town that nearly worships
Halloween but I hate it. I can't wait until I graduate and get as far
as I can from that silliness.
Everything
changed when I followed the white rabbit. I ended up in a Realm full
of vampires, fairies, witches and every creature possible.
Oh,
Did I mention Jacques?
The
hot shapeshifter with the French accent that makes me see rabbits
everywhere?
Now
what?
Some
bloody lady of Fate gave me a prophecy to get home. The only problem
is that I must defeat the darkness before it swallows both of our
worlds.
Can
I go through without making the ultimate sacrifice?
The
Shifter's Revenge
The
Eulogimenoi Series Book 2
The
stakes are higher than ever...
As I recover from my last trial
where I was confronted by the darkest creatures in history, I hoped
things would return to my normal, peaceful life. Not a chance. With my
return to Oklealia academy and the arrival of a new headmistress
whose inhuman ways turn the academy into a jail, my plate is full
enough, but signs of an upcoming threat awaken my fears once
more.
Time is running out— for me and the world. When the
final battle arrives, will I make the right choice?
Father
Dearest
The
Eulogimenoi Series Book 2.5
Spring
Break is supposed to be a time of fun and new beginnings.
After
defeating the Darkness, Violet and I thought we could just spend some
time together and revel in our relationship with our friends in the
Blessed Realm.
But just when you think the past is firmly locked
away does it rear its ugly head.
A figure from my past comes back
with a message, putting Violet’s life at risk.
Will I be
able to protect my girl, along with the realm that I call home? Or
will blood prove to my undoing?
Librarian.
Reader. Writer. Reviewer.
Maria
Vermisoglou is an International Bestselling fantasy author and she
loves throwing her heroes into impossible situations. She draws
inspiration from books, travels and...the ceiling. (So, blame the
ceiling!)
She
started writing 4 years ago when an idea came to her. That idea
started all...
When
she's not writing, she loves a good riding on the fantasy dragon but
a book can also be exciting along with a cup of tea.
She's
currently residing in Crete as a librarian, battling monsters and
supernatural creatures from overcoming the world.
In
July 2018, she was nominated as the second place winner in the First
Annual Indie Awards as the Favourite New Female Author.
Blurb Blitz Sommerville Holidays Too by Vicki Batman
Sommerville Holidays Too
by Vicki Batman
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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GENRE: Romantic Comedy Holiday Stories
Love blossoms in the small town of Sommerville in these heartwarming holiday tales, filled with fun and forever possibilities.
The Great Fruitcake Bake-off: When five-time baking champion Samantha Greene teams up with new neighbor, Dixon Roberts, for The Great Fruitcake Bake-off, they discover baking a prize-winning entry is complicated, bad guys are plotting to take the crown, and first prize isn't just about a ribbon.
Christmas Romeo: When two feuding co-workers win Christmas river cruises at the company holiday party, they discover each other isn’t so bad after all.
Twinkle Lights: When the owner of a Christmas tree stand, which benefits the children’s hospital, has a heart attack, a do-gooder and a reformed high school delinquent turned lawyer show their holiday spirit and staff the business. The twosome meet the challenges of running the establishment; yet, when revenue goes missing, fingers are pointed.
Read an Excerpt from Christmas Romeo:
My gaze shifted to the conference room doorway where our office Romeo, aka Richard Stokes, stood. A carefree grin shaped his mouth, one which accompanied his breezy walk as he acknowledged our co-workers he passed with a cheerful “good morning.”
Romeo infuriated me every time I saw him. Every. Single. Time.
“Well-well-well, look who’s here.” With a nod in his direction, I snorted a “humpf.”
“Oh. Him. Finally, Romeo graces us with his presence.” Crossing her arms over her chest, Melanie, my cube mate, dropped her chin and nearly spat with disgust.
“Could anyone look any more repulsive?” I slid my mouth sideways.
“He doesn’t appear one bit fazed by his appearance, Julianne.”
“His clothes are always-always-always rumpled. And does he ever comb his hair? I know rules are different about employee dress in today’s work environment, but I don’t like his style. He looks like a teenager.” I slammed my fist into my palm. “Professionalism, dammit.”
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Clans Isken & Utbek by Katherine Prince
Lyla
Immortal
Vows: Clans Isken and Utbek Book 1
by
Katherine Prince
Genre:
Time Travel Historical Romance
If
they are to have a future together, they must return to the past…
A
not-so-ordinary woman…
Lyla
has the nearly-perfect life in England, but deep within, she
struggles with her identity. Sometimes, she feels as if she doesn’t
belong in the society around her. An orphan, raised by her aunt, Lyla
has no pictures or memories of her parents except the beautiful
sapphire necklace she’s worn all her life. Then shortly after her
aunt’s mysterious death, unexplainable climate catastrophes begin
occurring, coinciding with the nightmares that have begun tormenting
her. Are the answers to be found in her aunt’s secret diaries? And
who is the strange man who seems to be following her?
Shadows
of the past…
Watcher.
Protector. The Shadow Man understands his duty to his tribe. Find the
girl, retrieve the stone, and return to his own time eight hundred
years into the past to save his people. And Lyla certainly bears
watching. The alabaster-skinned beauty has no idea of the danger
she’s in. No idea of the supernatural and magical powers she
possesses. How can he protect her when his duty is to persuade her to
step through a portal into a past she doesn’t remember, to fulfil a
destiny that may end her life? How can he do that to someone who has
captured his heart?
Two
worlds, one chance…
Now
Lyla is being hunted by enemies she doesn’t even know she has. The
only chance they have for a future is to escape into the past. Can
Lyla and the Shadow Man learn to trust one another with their lives,
and their hearts?
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Immortal
Vows: Clans Isken and Utbek Book 2
The
invisible superstar…
When
Rhea Adams sings, the whole world stops to listen. A deeply private
person, who prefers solitude to stardom, Rhea slips in and out of the
spotlight, singing, then disappearing. Growing up, her difference had
attracted bullies. On stage, the unique power of her voice attracts
screaming audiences. But her voice has also attracted another kind of
attention. Trapped for centuries in an abyss of darkness, the
ruthless queen of the Isken tribe, Ricolda, has been unable to return
to her own time in the 13th century. But through a glowing blue orb,
she can watch Rhea. Is the beautiful singer Ricolda’s ticket to her
own time, to her army of giants, and her quest to rule all of
Scotland?
A
simpler time…
There’s
magic—true magic—in Rhea’s voice. It’s the key that unlocks
Ricolda’s prison, freeing her to once again pursue her evil plans.
When Ricolda appears to Rhea, then steps through a mystical portal,
Rhea is compelled to follow her, into the past, into a place where
there are no screaming fans, a place where Rhea might find the peace
she craves. But nothing could prepare Rhea for Dahniell, a man who
enraptures Rhea at first sight. And Dahniell is equally entranced by
her. But can Dahniell and his village trust this beautiful stranger
who consorts with the likes of the dark magician, Ricolda?
No
time for love…
Ricolda
believes love is for the weak, and she is not weak. She plans to be
immortal. To conquer the world. That having power is greater than
having love. Can the beauty of Rhea’s singing, the power of its
magic, transform evil? Can Ricolda in fact be the saviour of the
village, or will the past and future collide, condemning them all to
eternal darkness?
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Historical Sci-Fi romance with dashes of the fantastical. Passionate
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Prince is also inspired by the amazing festivals, writers, events,
castles and places in her homeland of Scotland. Writing from her
converted loft with views of the city, her studies of Archaeology and
Scottish literature contribute to her books' immersive sense of place
and authenticity. She loves stories with sweet characters and
ultimately happy endings, but not until they've had a bit of
adversity and challenges!
In
the morning, Ms. Prince may be slightly incoherent until her first
cup of Artisanal coffee or tea has rejuvenated her. It may or may not
be accompanied by another of her loves, traditional South American
chocolate. When she's not writing, her beautiful spunky son and
little diva of a cat keep her busy and entertained, along with games
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Garnish with a Candy Cane by Nikki Belaire
Author: Nikki Belaire
Genre: Christmas Mafia Novella
Release Date: November 1, 2020
Deals made when you're drunk don't count, right?
Wrong. At least according to mob boss Duke Toscani. Our alcohol-induced agreement is simple – He's mine and I'm his.
What he doesn't realize though is I'm a package deal. My grandmother took care of me when I was orphaned, and now it's my turn to take care of her. Even if I have to work three jobs and skip a few meals and good nights' sleep to do it. She may believe in Christmas miracles, but I'll need a lot more than Santa's elves to save me from the man on the very top of the naughty list.
Author’s note: Garnish with a Candy Cane is fun, funny, and completely safe, if not totally sane standalone novella. Celebrate the holiday season with a guaranteed happily ever after romance.
My good mood instantly dissipates when I enter the building. Some asshole leans too damn close to Noelle, staring at her instead of the monitor as she points out something on her screen.
I’m not into men but even I know he’s attractive. Tall and tatted with that silver fox, daddy vibe going on that girls like, especially ones who have lost their parents and need someone to take care of them. Like this bastard seems to have figured out with Noelle. Motherfucker wants my Duchess. “Don’t think I won’t kill you if you don’t get the fuck away from her.”
I thrive on the terror blanching his face from my threat, and he jerks back from the counter, and most importantly, from my girl. Who unsurprisingly shoots up from her chair, horror bursting on her face from my fury.
“Whoa.” His palms fly up in quick surrender. He’s a pansy ass coward, but at least smart enough not to challenge me. “I just wanted to order–”
“I don’t give a fuck what you wanted. Leave or die, your choice.”
With fear rolling through his body, he shakes his head and hustles past me. Two seconds later the bell jingles before the door slams shut. Her gaze follows his path until slowly returning her huge eyes to meet mine.
“What in the world are you doing?”
She sounds absurdly shocked. As if she doesn’t understand what happened. As if she doesn’t realize what’s happening between us. “He was ogling you.”
“He was ordering a cake for his work!”
I stare at her in awe when I realize she genuinely believes the bullshit she’s spouting to me. I love my sweet naïve Duchess. She really has no idea how fucking magnificent she is. “Bullshit. No man orders a cake for his work.”
All rowdy with her little fists on her hips as she stares up at me. I like when she challenges me.
“You don’t know that.”
“I do know that. Men do everything for two reasons – money or women. He was pretending to care about icing flavors when he really wanted to devour you. When I walked in here, he was looking down your dress instead of at the pictures on your computer. He didn’t give a fuck about getting anything but you.”
Her head falls forward studying her neckline before her trembling hand pushes the gaping material flat against her chest. Shame floods her expression when she looks up again with the realization he could see the curves of her luscious tits peeking out of her bra. She stares at me, examining me to search for honesty or insanity or rationality. Finding all three, she shakes her head. “You are unbelievable.”
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Sunday, November 15, 2020
Why Liv? by Jon Sebastian Shifrin
Young Adult (fiction)
Date Published: October, 2019
As a twenty-something corporate employee with a doctor-in-training girlfriend, Livingstone Modicai Ackerman—Liv, to his friends—personifies success. Yet all is not as it seems. His job is tedious and soul-gutting, his girlfriend is a vacuous, image-conscious snob, and, meanwhile, his pathologically narcissistic parents are constant irritants. Add to this the febrile political climate dominated by a reactionary group, the Patriot Posse, led by a mendacious radio personality with outlandish hair and catchy campaign slogan to “Make America Great Again,” is a presidential candidate—and he’s winning!
Overwhelmed and struggling to maintain a sense of dignity and worth, Liv quits his job, breaks up with his girlfriend, and leaves for Spain to explore the existential question: Why live?
Told with humorous charm and wit, Why Liv? examines why modern work is so devoid of purpose and why reactionary politics is so alluring in America. Most of all, it humbly attempts to offer a reason to persevere during difficult times.
Excerpt
The Comitans, huddled together like penguins in the Arctic cold, waved posters at passing cars, cheering heartily when one honked in approval. “Guns not Butter,” one sign read. Another, “When Liberals Lead, Freedom Bleeds.” And, predict- ably, “I’m John Galt.” I nearly ran headlong into them.
Goddammit, I thought. Why now?
The Comitans were a menacing omen. Others existed, of course, like the rain. New York was in the midst of a record, nonstop deluge. Some claimed it was global warming, but most climate models predicted the East Coast would see less rainfall, not more. It had something to do with shifting currents in the Atlantic. Convection, I believe.
Then there was the economic crisis. Nobody could have seen it coming, right? A speculative bubble, evident only after the fact. That’s finance. Good years, bad years—the price of prosperity, supposedly. Not really. It was perfectly predictable. The signs were clear.
However, the Comitans were altogether different. After all, you could adjust to the lousy weather, but did it even matter if you went to work? Sunny weather only drove home the cruelty of cubicle captivity. As for the Wall Street-induced economic crisis, sure, it was ruinous, but mostly for those at a comfortable remove. For the wealthy, it was just momentary turbulence in the first-class cabin, a mere hiccup. The rich never paid for their misdeeds; the poor always did, even if blameless.
The Comitans were genuinely frightening and completely impossible to ignore. No sooner had you forgotten about the noisy irritants than a new crop arrived, spewing hate like crazed soccer hooligans and accosting you as you left the grocery store.
At first, I doubted they would ever converge on the city. It was a reasonable expectation given that, initially, they mostly stuck to their southern strongholds, holding rallies in places like Biloxi, Mississippi, and Decatur, Georgia. But then they began to spread, like a toxic contagion.
Although they kept getting closer, it still seemed unlikely they would actually breach the city limits. New York—cosmopolitan, progressive, diverse—personified the evil they detested. Why come at all?
But they did. It was a modern-day sacking of Rome. Thousands converged on Manhattan on chartered buses that discharged them into Midtown, from where they strategically fanned out across the city, heckling and jeering and picking fights like rabid dogs along the way.
I first spotted them in my neighborhood a few weeks ago. After that, my encounters were mostly from a distance, though each time less so. I should have expected the inevitable. After nearly colliding with a dozen or so of the rabble-rousers after turning the corner of Fifty-Second Street, I did what any New Yorker would do when crossing paths with the deranged and possibly dangerous: I stared ahead blankly. Streetwise. That’s what Gotham’s concrete canyons required.
In my peripheral vision, I caught sight of a seemingly dis- embodied hand from the huddled mass, finger pointing at me accusingly, and a swarm of sneering faces. Over the music playing on my earbuds, a “fuck you” registered, along with some other choice insults. I did not linger. The rain was getting heavy, and I was late for work.
“Looks like you’ve seen better days, Liv,” Jay said as I staggered into the office, soaked to the bone. On a positive note, I was relieved to have survived my first direct contact with the Comitans unscathed.
“Every day is better than Monday,” I sulked.
About the Author
Jon Sebastian Shifrin is a writer plying his trade in Washington, DC. His work has appeared in The Baltimore Sun, The Hill, Reunion: The Dallas Review, The Missing Slate, The Indian Review, and Futures Trading. Jon also is the founder of the popular current events website, The Daily Dissident (www.dailydissident.com). His non-literary career in politics has taken him from the White House to Capitol Hill to think tanks in Washington and Europe. To learn more about Why Liv?, visit www.whyliv.com.
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