Release blitz & giveaway – Dirty by Belle Aurora

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 Title: Dirty

Series: RAW Family #2

Author: Belle Aurora

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Release Date: October 31, 2016
    

    

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My marriage seemed perfect from the outside looking in.

People envied me. They wanted my life, wanted to be me.Mrs Alejandra Gambino.

Wife of Dino Gambino. Daughter of Eduardo Castillo.

Respected. Loved. Mob royalty.They had no idea of the horrors that lurked behind closed doors.

They didn’t know I was at the lowest point a person could reach.Enter Julius Carter.

Aloof, handsome, blue-eyed Julius Carter.He saved me.

I screwed him over.Now everybody was after me. My life was forfeit.

It was only a matter of time. I was a dead woman walking.The question was, who would get to me first?
    

    
    
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Belle Aurora is twenty seven years old and was born in the land down under.At an early age she fell in love with reading. Boredom one summer had her scouring the bookshelves at home. She stumbled across Sandra Brown’s Breath of Scandal and fell in love with romance.

Having been brought up in a loud and boisterous family of Croatian descent, she developed a natural love for dramatics and humor. Only some years ago had she discovered a new love.

Humorous romance novels.

Kristen Ashley and R.L. Mathewson had opened a brand new world where she could lose herself yet feel safe and at home in their stories. Belle has been known to become a screeching banshee while anxiously awaiting their newest titles.

Belle never thought she would write. It had never interested her until recently. Friend-Zoned began to form and in February 2013 Belle typed the words Chapter One. And she fell in love.

With words.

With writing.

With a creative imagination she never knew she harbored.Friend-Zoned is the first in the Friend-Zoned series. Keep an eye out for this cheeky author.
    

    

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Book tour & giveaway – Blood Shackles by Rosemary A. Johns

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Blood Shackles (Rebel Vampires Volume 2)

by Rosemary A. Johns

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GENRE: Urban Fantasy Paranormal Romance

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WELCOME TO THE BLOOD CLUB

Light is a Rocker Blood Lifer with a talent for remembering things. He’s meant to be the predator. It’s been that way since Victorian times. But not now. Not since someone hunted him. Enslaved him. Ripped out his fangs. Who are these ruthless humans? Who’s their violent leader? And who betrayed the secret of the Blood Lifer world?

WHERE THE PREDATORS

London, Primrose Hill. Grayse is the commanding but alluring slaver’s daughter. The enemy. She buys Light, like he’s a pair of designer shoes. So why does Light feel so drawn to her? Especially when his family is still in chains. Will he risk everything – even his new love – to save them?

BECOME THE PREY

Does a chilling conspiracy lie behind it all? A stunning revelation leads Light to an inconceivable truth. If he can face his worst terrors, he can save his family and his whole species from slavery.

Maybe he can even save himself.

The third book in the series, BLOOD RENEGADES, will be out Spring 2017

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‘London’s not yours.’

I stiffened. ‘The Lost have walked these streets as long as you humans,’ I whispered, low and intense, ‘which makes them ours, as much as yours.’

I might as well have clouted you. You drew back, with a shiver. ‘You hunt here – parasitically. But England? The world? It belongs to us. You’re just…’

‘Parasites?’ I offered. You didn’t even have the decency to look away.

‘These are my streets,’ you tapped the sticky table for emphasis, in a boozer, street, postcode you’d never have ventured into, if it hadn’t been for me.

I took a drag of my e-cig. ‘Over hundred and fifty years says different, sweetheart.’

You wore that narked expression, which I’d hoped we’d left behind for the night. ‘My home. Not yours.’

‘Any reason it can’t be both?’

‘On account of you’re…’ You stopped yourself, pushing your Guinness away with a jerky shove. Your shoulders slumped. You finished softly, ‘…not human.’

‘Right. Because I’d missed that.’ I took a mouthful of nuts, munching thoughtfully. You’d withdrawn hermit-crab like, your hair falling in two curtains over your mug. ‘There were humans once, who thought like you, the last time a Blood Lifer had the courage to reveal himself to a First Lifer. It was one of my ancestors. A man of reason, in an age of superstition. He reckoned our two species could live out in the open – side by side – so I was told. These First Lifers? They thought he was the devil.’ You’d raised your nut. I could see your peepers – dark grey now – through the veil of your hair.

‘What..?’

‘They burnt him.’

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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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Release blitz – Girl Divided by Cordelia Michelsen

    

Title: Girl Divided
Series: The Binding Series #1
Author: Cordelia Michelsen

    

Genre: Paranormal Romance
Release Date: October 31, 2016
    
    

    

Ellis Calhoun and Vivian Parker share a lavish New York lifestyle, but their relationship is anything but conventional. Driven by his need for control, Ellis, a mysterious and sexy corporate raider, feeds off Vivian’s desire to submit, before she herself was even aware of that desire.

But soon, unexplained urges that aren’t her own begin to drive a wedge between them, challenging Vivian’s identity as Ellis’s subservient lover. Even stranger, she has no recollection of her moments of defiance. Vivian loses time and memories for no reason she can understand. But maybe there’s an explanation after all…Delphine.

Girl:Divided is Book One in The Binding Series, a story of what happens when the real world and the supernatural world collide. Enter into this realm of mystery, intrigue and kinky sex in this paranormal romance series.
    

    

    


    

    

    

    

    

    

    

Hello Lovers & Lusters! Cordelia Michelsen here!
Thought I would tell you a little about me.
I am a BW/WM romance novelist. However, I am currently working on my first supernatural series. Genre-hopping excites me!

I hail from upstate New York (* that very small town in “Still Life”).
First and foremost I am the mother of three crazy kids, ages seventeen,eight,and three. So between football, dance, and Mickey Mouse, there is never a dull moment. I have an amazing husband; I refer to him as Superman because not only does he put up with my wild imagination he also edits my books and makes some kickass chili. Did I mention he also plays stand-up bass?

I began writing seriously last year, so I am still a baby at this and I hope you’ll bear with me. I have always been a creative person, though. I did theater for years and I was a singer as well.

I have always had a love for writing but would never finish anything I wrote! So my first book, “The Kings’ Inheritance” was actually more of a challenge and a goal for myself that I was determined to follow through with. But then I wasn’t done, so three months later, on my 40th birthday (mmhmm thats right, I am 40 and Fabulous) I released my second book, “Still Life”. Over the summer I worked on another project! An anthology! “The Where Love May Find You Collection”. As long as there are imaginary people hanging out in my head waiting for their story to be written I will keep writing.

Other than writing, my other passions include baking, gel manicures, anything and everything Coach, Jax Teller, Dean Winchester, and Damon Salvatore.

    



    

    

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Blog tour & giveaway – Do Not Disturb by Mary Billiter

    
The perfect job, a dream guy, and one chance to screw it up…

 

 Title: Do Not Disturb

Series: Resort Romances #1

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 15th, 2106

    

    

    

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When a luxury beachfront hotel in the OC conducts a mass hire, Katie Flanagan’s ninth in line.
Is it her dream job? Possibly.
Will it help her escape living with her parents for the rest of her life? Hopefully.
Add in two hot new hires: one who is her type in all the wrong ways and one who has her questioning what she really wants and needs. Either way, she has a choice to make.
When Katie discovers a secret document aimed at downsizing the staff, she finds her voice and pens a press release that places the hotel, and her, at the center of national coverage. When the corporate line is drawn in the sand, the question becomes – will she cross it?

Havoc, heat, and hotel madness… welcome to the back hallways at the Waterfront Point Resort.

    

    

    

Carmen chuckled and then signaled for the server. “Listen, Katie, the night is still young.” She tilted her head toward the bar where Keebler Boy and Crabby Sandy stood side by side. “What about Chris?”
“The Keebler Elf? There’s not enough beer or bourbon to ever make that right.”
Carmen slapped the table with her hand. The echo caught their attention. Chris and Sandy turned toward us, but so did another Huntington Hopeful, Bogart. I hadn’t even noticed he’d left our table.
“Oh, Katie, you’re hilarious.”
“I’m glad the truth is so amusing because that little man up there….” I shuddered. “No thank you.”
“I concur.” Carmen’s accent was thick with certain words. “But I wasn’t talking about that Chris.”
“Oh, Bogart?” I shrugged. “He’s… I….”
A blonde with razor-cut hair and a tan that she wore as well as her faded 501s, black tank, and Converse set a fresh IPA in front of each of us. “This is from the gentleman at the bar.”
She didn’t turn, but I knew it had to be Bogart.
Carmen put two fingers in her mouth and gave a sharp whistle. It felt like the entire bar looked over at us. “Gracias!” She raised her pint toward Bogart.
De nada!” He raised a pint in return.
I smiled.
The server pulled out her electronic keypad. “So it looks like you ladies are set for drinks. How about some appetizers or dessert?”
“Actually, speaking of dessert,” Carmen said. “My friend here is having a difficult time choosing between two guys.”
The blonde leaned in. “Which two men are we choosing between?”
“We’re not having this discussion,” I said.
“The guy playing pool,” Carmen said without taking her eyes off the server, who gave a nod in TJ’s direction, clearly knowing who we were referring to. “And the guy at the bar. Not the albino. The one with the great ass who just bought us this round.”
The server didn’t even turn around, but I did look over her toward Bogart. The heel of his boot was propped on the foot rail that wrapped around the bar, and his hands gripped the edge of the bar’s granite countertop. His jeans did cup his ass, but it wasn’t just his ass I noticed. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and he held on to the bar like he was about to do a push-up. His shirt stretched across his back, revealing muscle tone and definition. He had a perfect V-shaped torso, with a narrow waist that broadened to wide, powerful, ready-to-be-clawed-into shoulders.

    

    

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Mary resides in the Cowboy State with her unabashedly bald husband, their combined children, and runaway dog. She does her best writing (in her head) on her daily runs in wild, romantic, beautiful Wyoming.

    

    

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Blog tour & giveaway – Hate to Love by SG Lovell

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Book Title: Hate to Love (Pole Dance. #3)
Author: SG Lovell
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 25, 2016
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After finishing her law-degree summa cum laude, Molly Rogers has earned a night on the town with her pole-dancing girlfriends. Their destination: New York’s most refined strip club, Jewel’s. Their intention: To support one friend through her stripping debut and celebrate another friend’s engagement. What could possibly go wrong?

The last person Michael Daniels expects to see in his regular strip club on a Friday night is sophisticated Molly Rogers. He knows she’s too good for him. He knows he should stay away from her. But when Molly is mistaken for an exotic dancer, there is nothing stopping Michael from setting the record straight…and claiming the blond beauty as his own.

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meet the authorS.G. Lovell is the independent author of the contemporary romance Pole Dance series and the dark science fiction Hybrid series.

Prior to becoming an author, SG worked in the IT security field. She decided to pursue a full-time writing career when she left her job to move overseas with her husband in 2012.

SG currently lives in Queensland, Australia with her family and their two selectively deaf dogs. When not writing, you’ll find her singing nursery rhymes, chasing after the dogs, or dreaming of the next vacation that she desperately needs.

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Book tour & giveaway – The After War by Brandon Zenner

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The After War

by Brandon Zenner

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GENRE: Dystopian

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Two years have passed since mankind faced extinction. Brian Rhodes and his cousin, Steven, are leaving the protection of their underground bunker for the first time, after a cataclysmic war and unrelenting disease ravaged the earth.

On the other side of the North American continent, young Simon Kalispell is leaving the safety and seclusion of his cabin deep in the woods, traveling with his aging canine companion, Winston.

For individual reasons, these men are traveling east, where the fragmented lives of a small number of survivors will soon be decided by the choices of a corrupt few.

Simon Kalispell and Brian Rhodes are not yet aware, but the strength that resides inside them will soon be tested, and destiny will call for their fates to be forever intertwined.

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Brian lowered his gun. “It’s okay, Steve. He’s dead.” He looked around. “There’s no one here.”

Steven lowered his rifle, wiping his palms on his thighs and brushing the sweat from his eyes.

“I said he’s dead, Steve—”

“I reckon he’s dead, Brian. I see he’s dead.”

“Come on now. We’re right at town.”

They sidestepped the corpse until it was well behind them. If the body was someone they had once known, it was now impossible to determine who that person might have been.

“That won’t be the last of them,” Brian said. “You better get your head on straight.”

Steven opened his mouth to speak, but then shut it again.

They stepped onto the road as the first house emerged from the woods. They walked past it, taking careful notice of the blank windows—as black as the eye sockets of the corpse—and scanned for any sign of movement, like the fluttering of drapes, or the partially covered face of a person peering out from the darkness with a shotgun clenched tight in their hands. Anything.

But there was no movement.

“Think anyone’s left?” Steven said, with a crack in his voice.

Brian shrugged. “I know as much as you do.”

The yards around the homes, and Pearl Street itself, were spotted with litter and debris of every kind blowing in the gentle breeze. Overgrown tree roots buckled sections of the sidewalk and emerged from cracks in the pavement. They passed the police station bordering the center of town. The cruisers were vacant in the parking lot, and the building was cold and silent.

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Interview with Karl Metzger

The following interview was conducted under circumstances that I was fooled into believing were for the good of fellow survivors. General Karl Metzger is the leader of a well-equipped band of mercenaries, calling themselves The Red Hands.

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I waited for Karl in a small room, ruined by war. I had been escorted through the town of Odyssey under escort, and the smell wafting from the guards was horrific. One of Karl’s men stood by the door, an assault rifle strapped over his chest, and a thick, red handprint plastered over his chest, which is a symbol of their order. After a half hour the door opened, and in walks a towering man wearing crisp army fatigues with a sidearm strapped to his belt. The man shone a brilliant smile of straight white teeth, and shook my hand with ferocity. He introduced himself in a bellowing voice, and we sat.

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Interviewer: Hello. My name is Brandon Zenner. It’s a pleasure to meet you.

Karl: Likewise. I do hope you will find Odyssey to your liking, and your accommodations pleasurable. Would you care for a cigar?

Interviewer:  I generally don’t smoke … but I suppose I can make an exception. Thank you. About the accommodations, I will be leaving shortly after the interview.

Karl: My home is your home. Stay a while and have a drink with my men—the finest assortment of fighting men you will find, this I assure you. I hear you’re a writer, a journalist. Not long ago, I would have thought your job to be an extinct practice. But I now see the errors of my ways. You have purpose to me.

Interviewer: Well … I see. Shall we begin?

Karl: Yes, of course. Ask away. (Karl leans back, putting his feet on the table, and for a moment the creaking of the chair suggests the wood might break under the man’s strong frame)

Interviewer: Fellow survivors speculate about your past, and some people believe that you might not even exist, and the tales of your exploits are only meant to intimidate your enemies.

Karl: Ha! Well, you see me before you, do you not?

Interviewer:  Of course. But for the people out there, can you give me something from before the war and disease to prove your existence? Rumors have it that you were once an inmate in Hunterdon—

Karl: (Takes his feet off the table) Let me ask you this: would like to have your every fantasy played out? Would you like to live like a king?

Interviewer: Is this leading to an answer to my question?

Karl: Outside, there are three women, picked from the plunders of war, their beauty unparalleled in this existence or the next. They are yours, Sir Zenner.

Interviewer: I’m not sure how this pertains to my question.

Karl: It pertains to my question: a job offer, with a rank among the brotherhood befitting a man of your stature. My own minister of propaganda. Your words can have an advantage for me.

Interviewer: I … I’m not sure this is how an interview is conducted. I still have a number of quest—

Karl: I know (he leans across the table, the smoke from his cigar escaping with each word) how an interview is conducted. This interview is for you, not myself. Your words are mine to use and own.

Interviewer: I think—

Karl: Guard. (The man in the corner snaps to attention) Lead Sir Zenner to his accommodations. And please, make him feel welcome.

Guard: Yes, sir.

Interviewer: What the hell is going on?

Karl: (Stands and walks to the door) I will have an assortment of delicacies brought to your room; preserved meats and fruits, and the finest alcohol ever made. If you fancy something harder, we have a plunder of cocaine, heroin, pills. You will grow to see things our way.

Interviewer: I have people waiting for me. They’ll know if I’m missing!

Karl: That’s of not consequence.

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It’s been a week, and I have not been let out of my room. But I do have a window with a swift stream flowing under, and not to sound like some hopeless romantic, because that is hardly the case, I do hope that someone finds my message in a bottle. These men, I fear that if I don’t do as they say, they will kill me. I’m in the town of Odyssey, follow the stream, and please, by God, help me …

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Brandon Zenner is an American fiction writer and an Amazon best selling author. His short fiction has been published in both print and online publications, the first being submitted when he was 19 years old. THE EXPERIMENT OF DREAMS, his debut eBook thriller, has reached Amazon’s best seller list many times. His second novel, WHISKEY DEVILS, was released in early 2016. THE AFTER WAR, a dystopian thriller, is available now as a pre-order, at 80% off the final sale price. You can follow the author on his Amazon page, or through his email list on his website. All email subscribers will receive his futuristic short story, HELIX ILLUMINATED, for free as a thank you. His genres of choice are thrillers, crime, dystopian, and science fiction.

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Book blast & giveaway – Jack Templar and the Last Battle by Jeff Gunhus

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Jack Templar and the Last Battle by Jeff Gunhus

In the last book of the Jack Templar series, Jack and his friends race to stop Ren Lucre before he launches this Creach army against humankind. But the Lord of the Lesser Creach and the Lord of the Zombies hold the last two Jerusalem Stones Jack needs to have any chance of success. To make matters worse, the Oracle predicts that one of their group will die in the upcoming fight, and Jack discovers betrayal among those he trusts most.

Even so, Jack must find the courage to lead his friends into battle. Either they collect the Stones in time to defeat Ren Lucre or die trying. It’s “Do your duty, come what may” no matter the cost. The fate of the world hangs in the balance.

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Before the witch could move, a shadow crashed through the hole in the collapsed roof, snarling and growling. Simultaneously, the cottage door flew open, nearly ripping from its hinges, and something ran into the room moving faster than I could track it. A second later, a person flew in from a side window, landing on the floor with a grunt, rolling and then popping up into a fighting stance.
This last addition was Will, sword pulled, ready for a fight. The other two took me a second because my mind still wasn’t used to their appearance. Daniel had dropped in from the roof, but he was in his werewolf form. Up on his hind legs, he clawed the air in front of him, lines of saliva dripping from his long snout. The shadow that had rushed in from the door was Eva. She stood near the fire, but even in the glow of the flames, her skin appeared pure white, almost translucent. Her posture was perfect, her back slightly arched. Chin out, she stared down the witch as if challenging her to one-on-one combat.
“What took you guys so long?” I asked.
“Oh, I don’t know. You sneaking out without telling anyone. And then trying to cover your tracks,” Will said. “You’re a real bonehead. You know that, right?”
“He knows,” Eva said. “Everyone knows.”
“Thanks,” I said. “I kind of liked it better when it was just me and Bella.”
“Really, looked to me like she was about to let you have it. If you want, we could just leave and –”
“Enough,” the witch yelled, sending the flames higher in the fireplace. “This changes nothing. You think you are any match for me?”
“I don’t know,” Eva said. “You’re looking pretty beat up to me. I feel like I might be able to get a little payback for last time.”
Daniel snarled, chomping the air with his teeth in agreement. The last time we’d had a run-in with Bella of the Woods, she’d easily mopped the floor with Eva and Daniel. I wondered if her ragged appearance meant she was less powerful now – or just more desperate and dangerous.
“We don’t have to do this,” I said. “We all want the same thing.”
“That’s where you’re wrong, Templar,” the witch said. “You want to save your friends. Save your father. Save the world by stopping Ren Lucre’s mad plan to start an open war against humans all over the world. All I want is to have my son back.”
I lowered my sword, hoping to buy more time. “You can’t get him back,” I said softly. “I think you must know that by now, even if you don’t want to admit it. Look at all of your attempts,” I said, pointing to the stack of Talib heads against the wall. They all stared, wide-eyed, their mouths opening and closing like fish out of water gasping for air. “That’s not your son. Not really. And you know it never will be.”
The witch hunched over slowly as if each word I said made her chest ache more. I decided to make my final appeal.
“I said this to you last time I was here. If you can’t bring your son back, at least let me take my best shot at avenging his death. Let me have the Jerusalem Stone back so I can continue my quest to defeat Ren Lucre once and for all.”
The witch’s head twitched to the side as if she heard a new noise. Her lips curled into a cruel grin. “Sorry, Jack. That’s not what I had in mind.”
With a high-pitched scream, she pointed her hands at Eva and Daniel. The two of them blew backward as if a battering ram had run into them. That instant, Will was on the move. He was in the air as the witch turned to him, but he’d been just fast enough. He landed both feet on the witch’s chest, kicking her backward.
The dozens of Talib heads opened their mouths, and their screams joined the witch’s. I lunged forward, ducking as she spun around, the hand with the Jerusalem Stone stretched out toward me. I felt a surge of energy pass over my head like a solid thing. No doubt, if I hadn’t ducked, it would have taken my head clean off my shoulders.
I rolled onto the ground and used my momentum to crash into the witch’s legs. It wasn’t the most graceful move, but it worked. The witch tumbled over, her hand with the Jerusalem Stone smashing into the stone hearth. The Stone rolled out of her hand and into the fireplace.
“Bella, don’t!” I yelled.
Too late.

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jeff-gunhusJeff Gunhus is the USA TODAY bestselling author of thriller and horror novels for adults and the middle grade/YA series, The Templar Chronicles. The first book, Jack Templar Monster Hunter, was written in an effort to get his reluctant reader eleven-year-old son excited about reading. It worked and a new series was born. His books for adults have reached the Top 30 on Amazon, have been recognized as Foreword Reviews Book of the Year Finalists and reached the USA TODAY bestseller list.

After his experience with his son, he is passionate about helping parents reach young reluctant readers and is active in child literacy issues. As a father of five, he leads an active life in Maryland with his wife Nicole by trying to constantly keep up with their kids. In rare moments of quiet, he can be found in the back of the City Dock Cafe in Annapolis working on his next novel or on JeffGunhus.com.

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Book tour & giveaway – Eye of the Pharaoh by Nancy Fraser

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Eye of the Pharaoh

by Nancy Fraser

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GENRE: Time Travel/Paranormal

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Publicist Teri Hunter has her hands full promoting Professor Joshua Cain and his new non-fiction book, The Pharaoh’s Mummy. She’s not even sure it’s possible to turn this absent-minded, modern-day, Indiana Jones into a best-selling author.

Dr. Cain’s PhDs in archeology and art history have prepared him for almost anything on the lecture circuit and among ancient ruins. He’s just not sure about a book tour…or the sexy publicist sent to monitor his every professional move.

When an odd request falls in their laps while in New Orleans, Josh and Teri find themselves transported to 1920’s Egypt where they must resolve an ancient curse in order to be sent home. Will the dangers facing them hinder their success and threaten their very lives? Or will help from an other-worldly guardian keep them on-track and safe?

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Wake up. Kick ass. Repeat.

Teri Hunter mouthed the motivational phrase she’d chosen for her personal mantra as she stepped across the threshold into the dark and musty storeroom.

A dim light shone from a glass-enclosed workroom in the far corner. Taking a tentative step forward, she faltered when the floorboards creaked beneath her feet. Something fast and furry brushed against her ankle. A shiver ran down her back, yet she fought the urge to retreat.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

This was obviously today’s obstacle. Were it not for her professional commitments and intricately organized schedule, she’d have no doubt bolted for the door and returned to the safety and illumination of the main building.

‘Sorry, but the storage area doesn’t have overhead lighting. Preservation of the antiquities. You understand.’ The dean’s words echoed in her head. What little outside light there was had become nearly non-existent due to an impending thunderstorm.

Drawing a deep breath, she took a second step and then a third, winding her way past a half-dozen crates, some open, some not. To her left she heard a rustling of paper; to her right the distinct sound of footsteps.

Her apprehension grew, the hair on her forearms stood at attention. She’d barely made it halfway across the room before bumping into something large and solid. Reaching out, she laid her hand against the oversized object. Slowly, she raised her head and came face to face with the painted mask of an Egyptian noble. The chipped finish gave the death mask a deranged look.

“You come here often, big boy?” A nervous giggle followed her softly-worded, albeit silly, question and she pressed her fingertips to her lips to stifle an outright laugh before lowering her hand to her side.

Go big! Home is boring.

Silently she cursed her habit of dredging up poster-worthy quotes to mask her fears. 

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Guest post

Nancy Fraser: Why I Write the Kinds of Books I Do

When I first saw the topic of this post I wondered whether or not it meant, ‘why do I write romance’ or was it more specific, e.g., ‘why do I write time travel romance’ as I did with my featured book, Eye of the Pharaoh. Since my writing style/choice of genre can best be described as “eclectic” I chose to address the broader scope: Why I Write Romance.

I write romance because it’s uplifting, both for the reader and for the author. Nothing gives me greater pleasure as a reader than to discover a book about love, romance, family (or the start of one), and to see the hero and heroine overcome their obstacles and reach their happily-ever-after.

As an author, I want to give those same experiences to every reader. I’ll be honest, I’m not a fan of the huge “black moment”. I don’t believe every romance has to have one. Sometimes the path to that HEA isn’t fraught with a jigsaw puzzle of baggage or fears, it’s just a learning curve, an acceptance that there is that one person…that soulmate…for everyone.

If you’re familiar with my books, you’ll know I jump from genre to genre with every new project. I rarely do two similar books in a row. For those unfamiliar with my work, you can browse my eclectic style on the “Books” page of my website. As you will see, I write everything from sweet to steamy, contemporary to historical to time travel to erotic romance. My favorite genre is quite possibly the “vintage” period (post WWII through the beginning of the 21st century). I set a good number of my holiday-themed romances in this time period, such as my recently released Halloween novella, Bewitched.

If I like that time period so much … why did I write an Egyptian-themed time travel?

Because I’m fickle. And, I love a challenge. I knew from the moment I started Eye of the Pharaoh it was going to require accuracy in everything I wrote about ancient Egypt. Because of that, I based the mysterious curse of the “Eye” on a woman, Queen-Pharaoh Hatshepsut, and what she and her guardian Anukahaten were willing to do, even in the afterlife, to right a personal wrong. I took my hero, an expert in the field, and my heroine, a supposedly innocent bystander, on an adventure of a lifetime. And, in the process I gained a head-full of knowledge. The more research I conducted, the more I fell in love with the history of both the era and it’s equally fascinating people.

What will that fickle/eclectic writer in me do next? Hmm … next up is an erotic contemporary novella titled Kilty Pleasures. After all, it’s hard to beat a sexy man in a kilt!

I hope you’ve enjoyed this foray into the mind of a sometimes crazy, always creative writer. I look forward to meeting new-to-me readers and reminiscing with those I already know.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

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Like most authors, Nancy Fraser began writing at an early age, usually on the walls and with crayons or, heaven forbid, permanent markers. Her love of writing often made her the English teacher’s pet, which, of course, resulted in a whole lot of teasing. Still, it was worth it.

Published in multiple genres, Nancy currently writes for four publishers. She has published twenty-two books in both full-length and novella format. Nancy will release her 25th book in early 2017. She is currently working on a Valentine’s Day novella, her next Rock and Roll novella, and a story about a racy Scot titled “Kilty Pleasures”.

When not writing (which is almost never), Nancy dotes on her five wonderful grandchildren and looks forward to traveling and reading when time permits. Nancy lives in Atlantic Canada where she enjoys the relaxed pace and colorful people.

Media:

Website: www.nancyfraser.ca

Blog: http://nancyfraser.ca/wordpress/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/nfraserauthor  @nfraserauthor

Facebook: http://facebook.com/nancyfraserauthor

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7206382.Nancy_Fraser

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GIVEAWAY 

Nancy Fraser will be awarding a $20 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Book tour & giveaway – Blood Bound by Traci Douglass

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Blood Bound

Blood Ravagers

Book One

Traci Douglass

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ISBN: 978-1-945879-17-3

Release Date: October 10, 2016

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Book Description:

Anna Frost had a bad feeling when her twin sister, Liz, told her she’d run off with a member of the notorious Otherworld biker gang, the Blood Ravagers. And her unease skyrockets when her sister subsequently vanishes. The police have no authority and little interest, so Anna decides to take matters into her own hands by infiltrating the group to discover for herself what happened to Liz, where she meets….

Dante, half demon, half human. A mix of two worlds, accepted by neither, he’s had no choice but to learn the hard way how to play whatever side of the fence kept him alive during his nearly 500 years of existence. Now, as second-in-command of the Blood Ravagers biker gang, his survival depends on keeping his humanity a secret. Dante’s ultimate goal is to fulfill the vows he made over two centuries ago to create a world where half-breeds can live in safety and equality.

But when sheltered schoolteacher Anna finds unexpected, white-hot passion in the arms of Dante, will her quest for the truth cost him more than he ever bargained for? Or will they find a way to save Liz – and their love – together?

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Excerpt 

“Do you know why they call this place Seven?”

“It’s the magic number?”

His expression remained flat.

Anna cleared her throat, doing her best to hide the fact her knees were quaking. “Something to do with poker, maybe?”

The man released her arm and stepped closer. For each step he took, she retreated, until the cold stone wall pressed against her back, preventing escape. He stopped several inches in front of her, the intense heat of him searing her front. Close enough for her to smell his scent—cloves and smoke and clean, aroused male. Once upon a time, he would’ve been exactly the kind of guy she would’ve gone for—all dark and erotic and alpha sexy. The kind of man who filled her dark fantasies, who would take control and appease her secret cravings for pain while giving her the ultimate pleasure in return.

She gasped and shrank away.

No one knew about her fetishes. Those she kept private and locked away.

They were far too dangerous.

Just like her past, her talents, her true essence.

“Seven is indeed a magic number. But not in the way you think.” Frowning, he reached out and toyed with a lock of hair from her wig, then traced a fingertip down her cheek. The crimson flames flared hotter in his eyes before vanishing once more—tempting, elusive, hypnotic. “Are you familiar with the Nine Circles of Hell?”

“The Inferno, you mean?” Yeah, she’d read it. Back in high school or maybe college, she couldn’t remember. Couldn’t seem to concentrate on anything except his fingertip on her skin—stroking, stroking, stroking.

“Yes.” He smiled again, slowly, his voice emerging as little more than a purr. Thick, hot lust pooled low in her abdomen at the sensual promise in his tone. Anna shouldn’t want this, shouldn’t want him, but she did. “Pleasure and pain.”

“What?”

“To experience extreme pleasure, one must first endure pain.”

It was as if her soul had been laid bare before him. She’d never told anyone about the cutting, had hidden her scars for years. Never told anyone about her overwhelming desire to submit, to have someone else take charge for a while, take away her burden of responsibility—if only for a few blissful hours—and just allow her to feel, to be, to live. Live like she had before tragedy had struck and she’d set aside her wants and needs for the greater good…

The more he talked the more her traitorous body fell under his spell. Moisture gathered between her legs and her nipples hardened against the soft cotton of her shirt. Anna couldn’t remember ever being this turned on.

Thankfully, he walked away before she climaxed on the spot.

“What does this bar have to do with the circles of hell?” she asked, once she could breathe.

“Number seven.”

“What?” She glanced toward the window again, considered jumping then decided breaking both of her legs probably wouldn’t help her escape.

A loud crack snapped through the room.

Oh, Lord.

The man had a whip. Her tingling knees threatened to buckle.

“The seventh circle of hell.”  He wrapped the leather fall around his hand. “Violence. This club. Seven. It is home to all the most interesting sinners.”

Okay. Yeah. She had to escape Mr. Tall, Dark, and Dominant before she was kneeling at his feet, begging him for mercy. “Maybe I should leave now?”

“Yes.” He stood a good foot taller than her five-foot-three-inch height and his shoulder-length black curls all but begged her to tousle them, begged her to fist them tight in her hands while he beat her then fucked her silly. Her fingers twitched as he leaned closer, his breath ghosting across her cheek as he whispered, “Yes, perhaps you should, tu effapyfs.”

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About the Author:

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Traci is a USA Today Bestselling Author of Contemporary and Paranormal Romance. Her stories feature sizzling heroes full of dark humor, quick wits and major attitudes and heroines who are smart, tenacious, and always give as good as they get. She holds an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University and she loves animals, chocolate, coffee, hot British actors, and sarcasm—not necessarily in that order.

 

 

Website and blog: http://www.tracidouglass.net

FB Author Page: http://www.facebook.com/TraciDouglassAuthor

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Traci_Douglass

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/8112113-traci-douglass

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/Traci-Douglass/e/B00AX4X9DS/

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Tour Giveaway

1 grand prize–$25 Amazon gift card, bookmark, and e-book copy of book.

3 second prize winners:

Custom Bookmark by Bewitching Book Swag and e-book copy of book

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Book blast & giveaway – The Wolf’s Torment by Stephanie Burkhart

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The Wolf’s Torment

by Stephanie Burkhart

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BLURB:

It’s 1865 and Moldavia is a country nestled against the shores of the Black Sea. Lady Theresa travels from Austria to this country that’s haunted by tales of vampires and werewolves. She’s going to marry the Crown Prince, but she harbors her own unspoken secrets.

Prince Mihai has just returned to Moldavia to discover he’s a witch. He’s intent on being a good husband and modernizing his country, but he must find a balance with his supernatural heritage. His best friend, Viktor, accompanies Mihai and marries Mihai’s sister. In an unfortunate twist of fate, a werewolf bites Viktor.

Viktor’s transformation threatens everyone around him, including his wife’s safety and Mihai’s happiness, but he’s especially dangerous when he’s near Theresa. Can Mihai save his family from Viktor’s lies and deceptions?

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EXCERPT

 Mihai led Theresa out to the dance floor. They performed a waltz and he discovered

Theresa had a natural grace, following his lead impeccably.

He flashed her a smile. Theresa was a perfect fit in his arms, and the suddenness of that

realization drove two conflicting emotions through him — awkwardness because he wasn’t expecting to enjoy her company and delight because he did. His father had chosen his bride well.

An aggressive tap on the shoulder stopped him mid-waltz.

“Shouldn’t you introduce me?” asked Viktor.

Mihai fought against a frown. He would have liked to have had the dance with Theresa

alone. Instead, he thought to mind his manners for now.

“Theresa, this is my best friend, Viktor Bacau.”

She politely nodded.

“Do you mind finishing the dance with me?” asked Viktor. Theresa looked at Mihai. Reluctantly, he gave her a slight nod. “I’d be honored to,” she said.

Mihai left her side and walked off the dance floor. Sonia was there as well, her gaze fixed on Viktor. Was she experiencing the same thing he was? Reluctance? A God-awful feeling watching him with someone else? Was that the stirrings of jealousy?

He leaned over. “Why are you frowning?” “Why are you?”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

Why was his sister so stubborn? “I suppose I’d rather be dancing with Theresa.”

“Viktor’s just being polite.”

“I suspect you’d rather be dancing with him.”

Sonia pursed her lips and gently rocked back and forth on her feet. She always did that

when Mihai had struck a nerve.

“You and Viktor have spent a lot of time together recently,” Mihai continued.

Sonia stopped rocking, surprise in her eyes. “Well, I enjoy his company.”

“And I suspect he enjoys yours.”

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 mediakit_authorphoto_thewolfstormentStephanie Burkhart is a 911 dispatcher for LAPD.  She was born and raised in Manchester, New Hampshire.  She served 11 years in the US Army and currently calls Castaic, California her home. Stephanie was married in Denmark in 1991 and has two young sons. She adores chocolate and is addicted to coffee.  She writes paranormal, contemporary, and steampunk romance and has two children’s books published with 4RV Publishing.

WEBSITE:

http://www.stephanieburkhart.com

TWITTER:

http://twitter.com/StephBurkhart

FACEBOOK:

https://www.facebook.com/StephanieBurkhartAuthor

GOOD READS:

http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4031660.Stephanie_Burkhart

YOU TUBE CHANNEL:

http://www.youtube.com/user/botrina?feature=mhee

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GIVEAWAY  

Stephanie will be awarding a $10 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

Enter to win a $10 Amazon/BN GC – a Rafflecopter giveaway

 

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