Book blast & giveaway – The Good Spy Dies Twice by Mark Hosack

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The Good Spy Dies Twice

by Mark Hosack

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GENRE: Thriller

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“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:

Panting (he was an audio guy, not an athlete), Brody reached the fence. He put a hand on it and felt his arm spasm uncontrollably in one long, sustained, hot pulse.

The same type of electric shock that had knocked him off the second fence was once again rushing through his fingers and into his arm. He crumpled to the ground with a new, yet familiar, scream on his lips. Luckily, he fell backward, and the weight of his body jerked his hand away from the fence, breaking the electrical current.

Lying in the snow, his arm shook violently for several seconds, and Jesus, his heart—it was skipping beats like a rock skimming a lake. He looked back at the fence. It was just fifteen feet high, and slouching in parts where the support poles were bent, or in some cases missing. It was old, a relic of a bygone era. Totally unassuming.

Or so he’d thought.

Somehow, there was now electricity coursing through it, electricity that hadn’t been there when he’d first scaled it, just minutes earlier.

Someone had turned on the juice, and that meant someone was watching him.

When he first parked his car, he’d counted two fences from the road.

Two fences between him and the rumored Soviet installation.

No problem, he’d thought. The fences were falling apart—he could easily climb them. But now here he was, stuck in between them. Like a rat in a cage.

With his stomach in his throat, Brody cradled the audio recorder.

Okay, so he’d recorded a sound that just might change the world, but as several headlights appeared in the road just beyond the now-electrified fence, as dark silhouettes of bulky Russian men poured out of the cars and hurried through the snow toward him, he found himself asking a much more personal question:

Was it also a sound worth dying for?

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

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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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BUY LINKS:

THE BOOK IS ON SALE FOR $0.99 DURING THE TOUR.

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Good-Dies-Twice-Bullseye-Book-ebook/dp/B01IMZZ39M/

Listen to the audiobook at: https://www.audible.com/pd/Mysteries-Thrillers/The-Good-Spy-Dies-Twice-Audiobook/B01MY99FAD

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Mark will be awarding a $30 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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Blurb blitz & giveaway – How to Catch A Cowboy by Sandra Madden

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How to Catch A Cowboy

by Sandra Madden

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GENRE: Western Historical

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Matilda Rose Applebee isn’t looking for love when she captures Cooper T. Davis at gunpoint. Her younger sister is in the family way and claims Cooper is responsible. Matilda aims to haul the snake-belly back to her sister’s waiting arms. But Cooper insists Matty’s sister is mistaken as they begin a long and dangerous journey.

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EXCERPT:

“You’re the best dancer of all,” she said, gazing up into his eyes, a beguiling smile on her lips.

Moist, pink lips, full and sweet. Lips he yearned to kiss. “Matilda Rose, be careful or you’ll bewitch me,” Cooper warned.

She laughed, a light lilting laugh, as if he’d said something terribly amusing.

As they danced slowly, silently, the tantalizing movements of her body pressed to his, propelled Coop’s heart into an irregular rhythm. The smoky simmer of desire curled through his core, shot to his fingertips. Like some demented soul, he continued to torture himself with a woman he could not have.

When the music ended, his lips grazed the top of her head, stealing a taste of her sweet, silky hair.

Matilda Rose stepped back, her lips parted in a dazzling smile, her eyes sparkling as they met his. She had no idea how he felt, how much he wanted her.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

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This mostly truthful biography is longer than most of my books. But the older you become, it seems the more there is to say.  Whether it’s important or not.  Whether anyone is listening.

I was born in New York City but raised in Winthrop, Massachusetts, a small isthmus that juts into the Atlantic Ocean five miles north of Boston. During the long cold winters – read REALLY COLD! – I read and I wrote. My favorite authors were Bronte and Austin before they became required reading. I wrote stories to amuse myself which led to writing the 6th grade school play. When I discovered drama classes in the ninth grade, I gave up writing for a few years. And, yes, I was the perky cheerleader who played Emily in Our Town.  Not a dry eye in the house!

Following high school graduation my family moved to the warmer climate of South Florida – just when I was getting acclimated to the constant cold.

At the University of Miami, I majored in Radio/TV/Film. (As the program was called in those days – and one of the first departments of its kind in the nation.) I minored in drama. For three of my four years in college I acted in thirty- minute radio dramas almost on a weekly basis. Inevitably these live broadcasts of Theater X were love stories in which I played the heroine. Usually, the tragic heroine. I credit this experience as having set me on a course of no return. Romance and fantasy became my fate.

But first I experienced a short-lived career as a broadcast journalist. I was too far ahead of my time to fight the slings and arrows of the newsmens’ contempt, so I switched. I became a broadcast copy/promotional writer and worked in the Miami and Los Angeles markets. But my most rewarding work was as a writer/producer/host for a Miami PBS station. (Due to the public broadcasting budget each person is This mostly truthful biography is longer than most of my books. But the older you become, it seems the more there is to say.  Whether it’s important or not.  Whether anyone is listening.

I was born in New York City but raised in Winthrop, Massachusetts, a small isthmus that juts into the Atlantic Ocean five miles north of Boston. During the long cold winters – read REALLY COLD! – I read and I wrote. My favorite authors were Bronte and Austin before they became required reading. I wrote stories to amuse myself which led to writing the 6th grade school play. When I discovered drama classes in the ninth grade, I gave up writing for a few years. And, yes, I was the perky cheerleader who played Emily in Our Town.  Not a dry eye in the house!

Following high school graduation my family moved to the warmer climate of South Florida – just when I was getting acclimated to the constant cold.

At the University of Miami, I majored in Radio/TV/Film. (As the program was called in those days – and one of the first departments of its kind in the nation.) I minored in drama. For three of my four years in college I acted in thirty- minute radio dramas almost on a weekly basis. Inevitably these live broadcasts of Theater X were love stories in which I played the heroine. Usually, the tragic heroine. I credit this experience as having set me on a course of no return. Romance and fantasy became my fate.

But first I experienced a short-lived career as a broadcast journalist. I was too far ahead of my time to fight the slings and arrows of the newsmens’ contempt, so I switched. I became a broadcast copy/promotional writer and worked in the Miami and Los Angeles markets. But my most rewarding work was as a writer/producer/host for a Miami PBS station. (Due to the public broadcasting budget each person is expected to fill a variety of roles for one salary. One small salary.) I focused on How-To series, public affairs – of the political kind – and women’s issues. During this time I met many inspiring women who shared their stories with me, women whose remarkable achievements, great spirits and strength influenced my work as I started to write. First, I became a published poet. It didn’t take much time for me to write short verses.

As with most writers, I wrote my first historical novels in the evenings after my day job. A second wind is required to do this and it magically appears with the passion for writing.

Passion for the writing and persistence in submitting are the keys to becoming a published author.  The secrets of the sisterhood gleaned from lessons learned along the way.

Not long after being published I discovered that a writer’s life is not all about the voices in your head demanding release to a page – frequently at an inopportune time. And it’s not all about three figure contracts, champagne tours and as much chocolate as you can consume. Oh. No. A writer’s life includes thundering deadlines, dry spells, assorted blocks, carpel tunnel syndrome and frozen shoulders. Occasionally, the green-eyed monster rears her head and wraps grown women in knots. But most of all, writing romance is a wonderful love story in itself. There is nothing else a romance writer would rather be doing. She is totally in love with romance and with the ability to share her stories with gracious readers. Thank you, dear reader.

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Book tour & giveaway – Off the Ice by Julie Cross

Off the Ice 

(Juniper Falls #1)

by Julie Cross

Publication Date: February 27, 2017

Publisher: Entangled Teen

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Synopsis:

The NY Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of Whatever Life Throws at You kicks off a brand-new series perfect for fans of Miranda Kennealy and Abbi Glines.

All is fair in love and hockey…

Claire O’Connor is back in Juniper Falls, but that doesn’t mean she wants to be. One semester off, that’s what she promised herself. Just long enough to take care of her father and keep the family business—a hockey bar beside the ice rink—afloat. After that, she’s getting the hell out. Again.

Enter Tate Tanley. What happened between them the night before she left town resurfaces the second they lay eyes on each other. But the guy she remembers has been replaced by a total hottie. When Tate is unexpectedly called in to take over for the hockey team’s star goalie, suddenly he’s in the spotlight and on his way to becoming just another egotistical varsity hockey player. And Claire’s sworn off Juniper Falls hockey players for good.

It’s the absolute worst time to fall in love.

For Tate and Claire, hockey isn’t just a game. And they both might not survive a body check to the heart.

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Guest Post

5 Things I Wish I Knew About Being an Author before Becoming an Author

  1. Fighting to keep all 120,000 of draft 1 and winning, might not actually be a win.

A 120,000 word book means editing 120,000 over and over. Unlike Dickens’, most authors aren’t paid by the word so yeah, short book FTW.

  1. I wish I knew how to write a short book.

If I had known how hard it would be to get through all the phases of draft 1 to publication, I would have convinced my earlier writer self that more than 70,000 words means the ending gets cut off or some other crazy lie. The shortest book I’ve written thus far is around 90,000 words (about the length of the first Hunger Games book). I’ve tried to write shorter, I swear I have but no luck. I have YA author friends whose books are sometimes 60,000 or 70,000 words and I stare with envy each time I see those titles on a shelf with their thin little spines.

  1. Practice signing books early.

I have a bookshelf filled with copies of my books that I attempted to sign and messed up the person’s name, and on a couple occasions my own name. Signing books is way harder than it looks.

  1. Practice Patience

The publishing industry, though it can appear fast-moving to the outside world, often runs at snail pace. I remember years ago when waiting a week for something felt slow. Now months go by after sending in a draft and it will feel like a week. Other times I’m back to my early writer self, preoccupied with impending piece of news.

  1. You will never please every reader no matter how hard you work.

It’s so easy to forget that I don’t like every book I read so why would I expect others to? But emotion sometimes clouds logic when a new author sends their first book out into the world.

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About the author

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Julie Cross is a NYT and USA Today bestselling author of New Adult and Young Adult fiction, including the Tempest series, a young adult science fiction trilogy which includes Tempest, Vortex, Timestorm (St. Martin’s Press).

She’s also the author of the Letters to Nowhere series, Whatever Life Throws at You, Third Degree, Halfway Perfect, and many more to come!

Julie lives in Central Illinois with her husband and three children. She’s a former gymnast, longtime gymnastics fan, coach, and former Gymnastics Program Director with the YMCA.
She’s a lover of books, devouring several novels a week, especially in the young adult and new adult genres.

Outside of her reading and writing cred, Julie Cross is a committed–but not talented–long distance runner, creator of imaginary beach vacations, Midwest bipolar weather survivor, expired CPR certification card holder, as well as a ponytail and gym shoe addict.

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Giveaway 

  • One (1) winner will receive a Kindle Fire

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Book tour & giveaway – One and only by Amy Knupp

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ONE AND ONLY

Hale Street #7

Amy Knupp

Releasing March 7th, 2017

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Blurb

Drummer Micah Sullivan lost his music and his dreams when his wife died unexpectedly. In the emotional aftermath, he quit his successful country band and pushed away his family and friends. Three years later, he’s opened a music shop on Hale Street in Nashville and tells himself he’s content trying to make it a hit. What he failed to consider is that success requires connections—including the very ones he turned his back on.

Sloan McGuire is up for a new challenge…never realizing it might lead to heartbreak. When she takes a job as entertainment manager at a bar not known for its music, she doesn’t bargain for running into Micah, whose late wife was her best friend. She can tell within minutes that he’s still grieving. Out of love for her friend, she attempts to reconnect with the reclusive drummer. Falling for him isn’t in the plans, though—not only because he was married to her friend but because she’s been second-best before, and she never wants to play that role again.

As Micah starts finding his rhythm, life throws him a different beat. But with a little improvisation and a lot of courage, he just might tap into the one and only connection he needs.
 

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“It’s not every night a girl gets an offer to spend time with the world-famous Micah Sullivan and his family.”

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that.” His heart hammered in his chest and lust pounded through his veins as he breathed in her scent, a light, floral something that made him feel more alive than he’d felt in forever.

“Oh, sorry,” she said, her lids lowering halfway and her voice going quieter, more private as he slid his hands to each side of her tiny waist. “I forgot you prefer Just Micah.”

He couldn’t answer, wasn’t even sure what she’d said, because his gaze had homed in on her plump bottom lip, where there was still the hint of a sheen from her lip gloss, and he suddenly wanted more than anything to taste her.

He dipped his head down and touched his lips to hers, only intending a quick taste, but when he felt her arms go around his neck and sampled the sweetness — chocolate and a faint hint of strawberries — he couldn’t have backed off if someone held him at gunpoint. He swept his tongue over her lower lip, teased the seam, and when she pressed the tip of her tongue to his and they swirled together, he couldn’t hold back the rumble that came up from his throat.

“You’re too tall,” Sloan said, pulling away only enough to get that out before she pressed her lips to his again.

“You’re too short,” he managed, not recognizing his own voice. He braced his hands on the backs of her upper thighs and lifted her so that their mouths lined up perfectly, then took a couple steps so her back was to the wall as he sealed his mouth to hers again, angling his head for better access. Sloan’s legs wrapped around him, and he was suddenly so hot it felt like the house was on fire.

 

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Amy Knupp is the author of contemporary romance, a freelance copy editor for Blue Otter Editing, and a freelance technical writer. While the collection of professional hats she wears sounds a bit scattered and broad, the common thread among all of them (perhaps the little ball on top of each hat) is the written word. She loves words and grammar and meaty, engrossing stories with complex characters.

Amy lives in Wisconsin with her husband, two teenage sons, four cats, and two box turtles. She graduated from the University of Kansas with degrees in French and journalism. In her spare time, she enjoys traveling, breaking up cat fights, watching college hoops, and annoying her family by correcting their grammar.

 

 

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Book tour & giveaway – Don’t Speak by Katy Regnery

Don’t Speak

by Katy Regnery

A Modern Fairytale

Publication Date: February 27, 2016

Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance

 

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Synopsis

From New York Times bestseller Katy Regnery comes a new twist on a beloved fairytale.

In this modern retelling of The Little Mermaid, a fisherman’s daughter from an Outer Banks island untouched by time, meets the son of the North Carolina governor at a fancy party she helps to cater.

Laire, who wants more from life than her little island can offer, is swept away by wealthy, sophisticated Erik, who is, in turn, entranced by her naiveté and charm. The two spend a whirlwind summer together that ends on the knife-point of heartbreak and forces them to go their separate ways.

Years later, when fate finds them together once again, they will discover the terrifying depth of the secrets they kept from each other, and learn that shattered hearts can only be healed by a love that willfully refuses to die.

All novels Katy Regnery’s ~a modern fairytale~ collection are written as fundraisers. 10% of the e-book sales for in March and April 2017 will be donated.

 

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“Hey!”

She heard his voice before she saw him.

Had she known the ultimate cost of that simple glance heavenward, maybe she wouldn’t have stopped. Maybe she would have just kept on walking with her head down. But fate held no warnings for Laire Maiden Cornish.

Shielding her eyes, she looked up at a deck wrapped around the second floor of the mansion, waiting a moment for her eyes to adjust as he came into view.

There, in the glittering sunlight . . . a boy.

No, a man.

A young man, a little older than she, tall and muscular, with jet-black hair and a square jaw, dark brown eyes, and a deep tan. He wore a robin’s-egg blue bathing suit with Kelly green palm fronds in a small repeat and a pair of sunglasses buried in his thick hair. In one hand, he held a phone up to his ear, and in the other, he slowly swirled a glass filled with ice and clear liquid. He stared out at the sound, concentrating on his call.

“Hey!” he yelled. “Can you hear me now?” He huffed with annoyance, pulling the phone away from his ear and squinting at it before trying again. “Pete? It’s Erik. Can you hear me?” He set the glass down on the balcony’s wooden railing and gave his phone his full attention. Staring down at it, he muttered, “Shit. No reception.”

It’s Erik.

Erik.

His name is Erik.

Feeling a sharp burn in her lungs, Laire realized she’d been holding her breath and sucked in a huge gulp of air as she stared up at him, frozen in the moment, utterly mesmerized.

She had never seen a more perfect, more handsome person in her entire life.

The sun glinted off his dark hair and wrapped his body in gold, making him appear godlike so very far above her. Were she the type to swoon, Laire imagined she would have been a puddle of goopy longing on the ground below him, content to sacrifice her pride for a glimpse at his beauty.

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About Katy Regnery

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Katy Regnerystarted her writing career by enrolling in a short story class in January 2012. One year later, she signed her first contract and Katy’s first novel was published in September 2013.

Twenty-five books later, Katy claims authorship of the multi-titled, New York Times and USA Today Blueberry Lane Series, which follows the English, Winslow, Rousseau, Story, and Ambler families of Philadelphia; the six-book, bestselling ~a modern fairytale~ series; and several other standalone novels and novellas.

Katy’s first modern fairytale romance, The Vixen and the Vet, was nominated for a RITA® in 2015 and won the 2015 Kindle Book Award for romance. Katy’s boxed set, The English Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1–4, hit the USA Today bestseller list in 2015, and her Christmas story, Marrying Mr. English, appeared on the list a week later. In May 2016, Katy’s Blueberry Lane collection, The Winslow Brothers Boxed Set, Books #1-4, became a New York Times E-book bestseller.

In 2016, Katy signed a print-only agreement with Spencerhill Press. As a result, her Blueberry Lane paperback books will now be distributed to brick and mortar bookstores all over the United States.

Katy lives in the relative wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut, where her writing room looks out at the woods, and her husband, two young children, two dogs, and one Blue Tonkinese kitten create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories begin at home.

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Book tour & giveaway – Living in the Shallows by Tani Hanes

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Living in the Shallows

by Tani Hanes

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GENRE:   New Adult/Romance

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Aileen is a bilingual music student with a chronic case of poverty. She gets a dream job as an interpreter for a boy band making a movie in Japan. Having spent her life as a sheltered, shy only child in the rarefied world of classical piano, she is utterly unprepared for this new world, these boys and their frank physicality and openness. Theo, especially, the known playboy and unrepentant flirt of the group, makes her uncomfortable in a way she’s never felt before, and ultimately Aileen, or Tinker Bell, as she’s known to the boys, has to decide if she’s ready to leave the sidelines and become a participant in her own life.

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EXCERPT:

“No, don’t do that, little one, not yet.”

“I fell, right?” I asked. “Teddy came in, he was drunk, he said—he said some things, you got mad at him—” I looked up at Gethin, “Matty hit him, then I ran over to them and tripped and hit my head on the edge of the table.”

“What?” Matty exploded. “Tinker Bell, Theo hit you! He was aiming for me, I mean, I assume he was aiming for me—” this with another glare at Teddy, “but he took a swing as he was going down and he hit you in the face, bloodied your fucking nose!”

“Dammit, Matthew, of course I was aiming for you!” Teddy shouted. “Why would I want to hit her? You’d just clocked me in the face! She just got in between us at the wrong moment, and I was going down at the time, that’s why I swung so low! Don’t you think I’d cut my own arm off before I’d hit her?”

“Actually, I think he hit me in the jaw,” I said, again reaching for my face. “Could you take a look?” Geth leaned in, turning my head gently so he could see.

“Jesus Christ, she has a cut, just under her ear, along her jawline, a pretty deep one, too,” he said, horrified. “Guess we didn’t notice it with all the blood from her nose, but this looks awful.” He turned and looked at Teddy, and his silence was worse than any words he could have spoken.

“What’s wrong with you?” asked Ronan tearfully to Teddy.

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Interview with the characters

We always hear about how awful touring is, how grueling. What’s the best thing?

Ronan: Probably being with the lads. Sounds so fake, but they’re really like me brothers. I only have tons of crazy sisters at home, so, yeah, being with the boys is great fun.

Gethin: I’d have to agree. All evidence to the contrary, life on the road can get lonely, and it’s nice to have that bond to fall back on.

What do you do during your “down time”? When you don’t have band related commitments?

Matthew: What’s that, then? (Laughter from the boys). No, seriously, I love to go back to Scotland and just see my family and friends, my granny. My parents and sister are doctors, they have very busy lives, and it’s nice to just be with them, away from the madness.

You guys are unusual in that, from the very beginning, you’ve written all your own music. Where do you get the inspiration for your songs?

Theo: You never know where inspiration will hit, honestly. Sometimes it’s something that’s happening in your life. Sometimes it’s something thats not happening, that you want to happen, or miss, you know? Like hoping you’ll meet someone special (teasing and laughter from other boys).

Well, I’m sure there are plenty of ladies who would love to make your acquaintance. Have you ever considered leaving the business? What would it take for you to actually quit this life?

(General hubbub from all the boys)

Theo: No, I can’t imagine doing anything else, if I’m honest. I feel like, other than being a husband and father (ribbing from the others), this is what I was meant to do. Of course, I’m not like Matty, for example, who’s so clever, and could’ve been anything (more laughter from the boys); like, his entire family is full of doctors, seriously! Or Geth, who could’ve inherited his family sheep farm, right, mate?

Ronan: I’d be a gamer. (laughter) What? I’m good at it! And our Geth would just be a guitar player for another band, he’s that good. (sounds of agreement)

So someone mentioned something earlier about meeting someone “special”; you’ve been asked this before, but what are you looking for in a girl? Or woman, I guess, since you’re all in your twenties now?

Matthew: Well, someone who’s smart would be nice. I don’t know how the other lads feel about this, but I love when I talk to a girl and she gets all my references right away, when I don’t have to explain everything?

Ronan: Yeah, Matty does like an intelligent woman, don’t you, bro? Unlike some others I won’t mention, who seem to go more for quantity than quality, maybe? (Theo punches Ronan in the arm, makes as if to leave)

Theo: You know, I used to know the answer to this. It was all the usual stuff; smart, like Matty said, funny, easy-going. Funny is really important, all that stuff is, but lately I’ve started to really think about this, and all I can think of is that I want someone who can fill in the spaces in my heart, you know? Like I’m not exactly sure what’s missing, but I’ll know when I meet her. (teasing from the other boys)

Gethin: What’re you saying, Theo? You looking for someone who’ll “complete you”?

Theo: Stop making fun of me, you wanker. (turns to interviewer) Geth is just a completely shallow and unsympathetic person, you have to realize.

As of the filing of this report, all boys are single, and preparing for their tour to Japan, where they’ll be filming a documentary about life on the road.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

My name is Tani Hanes, and I am a 51 year old substitute teacher. Im from central California and am a recent transplant to New York City. The most important things to know about me are that I’m punctual, I love grammar and sushi, and I’m very intolerant of intolerance. The least important things to know about me are that I like to knit and I couldn’t spell “acoustic” for 40 years. I’ve wanted to write since I was ten, and I finally did it. If you want to write, don’t wait as long as I did, it’s pointless, and very frustrating!

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Book tour & giveaway – STARLIGHT BRIDGE by Debbie Mason

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STARLIGHT BRIDGE
Harmony Harbor #2

Debbie Mason

Releasing Feb 28, 2017
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Blurb

A second chance for romance…

Hidden in Graystone Manor is a book containing all the dark secrets of Harmony Harbor, and Ava DiRossi is determined to find it. No one-especially not her ex-husband, Griffin Gallagher-can ever discover what really tore her life apart all those years ago. With Griffin back in town, it’s more important than ever that she find the book before someone else does. Because her ex is still angry with her for leaving him. And he still has no idea Ava never stopped loving him…

Ava is no longer the vibrant, happy woman Griffin had once loved and married, and he would do anything to bring back the sparkle to her brilliant green eyes. But what’s never changed are the sexy sparks of attraction between Ava and Griffin, and he won’t give her up again without a fight. He knows there’s the real possibility of a future together… if the truth doesn’t burn the bridge between them forever.

 

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Turning the lever to hot, Griffin left the bathroom to retrieve a bar of soap from his kit. He stopped short at the sight of Ava walking across the room carrying an armful of wood.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Her mouth fell open, and she dropped the logs…onto her foot. “Crap. Ow. Crap,” she yelped, grabbing her foot and hopping around.

“Ava, let go of your foot. You’ll hurt your arm.”

She ignored him, swearing in Italian while still holding on to her foot with both hands.

He released an exasperated sigh. “Stubborn as ever,” he muttered as he walked toward her and scooped her into his arms. She might be as stubborn as she used to be, but she was at least thirty pounds lighter. When they were together, she’d been all soft, lush curves. She released a surprised gasp and her arms automatically went around his neck. Beneath the smell of damp wool, he caught a whiff of the same perfume she used to wear—Dolce & Gabbana Light Blue. It brought back memories of all the times he’d held her in his arms. Seven years of memories, most of them amazing.

He set her on the edge of the bed and cleared his throat. “Do you think your foot’s broken?”

She didn’t answer; she looked like she might be in shock. He crouched in front of her to remove her wet shoes. The old Ava wouldn’t have been caught dead wearing shoes like these. She loved heels, the higher the better. Sexy, strappy shoes that were colorful and blinged out. He never could figure out how she walked in them for hours on end without complaining. But damn, he’d loved watching her do it. He should probably be grateful her taste in footwear had changed too.

This pair though…“For Chrissakes, Ava, there’s a hole in the bottom of this shoe, and look at this.” He lifted the other shoe, flicking its flapping sole.

She made a small choking sound, her eyes huge in her flushed face.

He frowned. “What’s wrong with—”

“You…you’re naked.”

He scowled and rose to his feet. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it before,” he grumbled, stalking to the bathroom to retrieve a towel. She was gone by the time he came back.

Debbie Mason is the bestselling author of the Christmas, Colorado series and Harmony Harbor series. Her books have been praised for their “likable characters, clever dialogue and juicy plots” (RT Book Reviews). She also writes historical paranormals as Debbie Mazzuca. Her MacLeod series has received several nominations for best paranormal as well as a Holt Medallion Award of Merit. When she isn’t writing or reading, Debbie enjoys spending time with her very own real-life hero, their three wonderful children, two adorable grandbabies, and a yappy Yorkie named Bella.
 

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Release blitz & giveaway – Building Celebration house by Annette Drake

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Book Title: Building Celebration house (Book 1 of The Celebration House Trilogy)
Author: Annette Drake
Genre: Women’s Fiction
Release Date: March 1, 2017
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

 

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Carrie Hansen spent her life caring for cardiac patients. Little did she know she would become a patient herself. After recovering from her own heart surgery, she learns she has a new skill: the ability to see and talk with the dead.

Now, with her health failing, she leaves the bustle of Seattle behind and returns to Lexington, Missouri, the small town where she spent her childhood. Here, she sets out to restore an abandoned antebellum mansion and open it as a venue for celebrations.

Carrie’s unique gift allows her to build relationships with the mansion’s ghostly occupants, especially Major Tom Gentry, the handsome Civil War soldier who died 100 years before Carrie was born. He encourages and comforts her, though not in the physical way they both desire.

Will Carrie finish restoring the celebration house or will it finish her? And how can she plan a future with a man who has only a past?

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Prologue

Carrie Hansen checked her watch a third time. She yawned and rubbed her eyes. How much longer was this office visit going to take? After working a twelve-hour night shift, she’d come straight here from the hospital. She wanted to go home.

Glancing around the small exam room, Carrie wondered what the name of the shade of beige paint was that covered the walls. Sit and Wait Off-white, she thought, or maybe, Calm-down Cream. She refused to sit on the exam table with its crinkly paper. She’d sat on enough crinkly paper, so she occupied one of the two office chairs in the corner and stared at a poster that listed the symptoms of congestive heart failure. Fatigue? Check. Shortness of breath? You betcha. Swollen legs and ankles? Yep again. Damn. She had almost all of those symptoms.

When Dr. Henry Lionel, her cardiologist, entered the small exam room, his nurse, Beth Kozera, came with him. Carrie knew both providers well. Beth sat in the chair next to her. Dr. Lionel pulled up the rolling stool he usually perched on during their frequent visits.

Carrie’s pulse quickened; they never both came in during an office visit.

Dr. Lionel took off his eyeglasses and cleaned them with his tie, stalling.

Carrie blurted, “It’s bad, isn’t it?”

Neither nurse nor doctor said anything for a minute. Dr. Lionel put his eyeglasses back on and sighed. “It is, Carrie. I can show you the images from the echocardiogram, but here’s what matters: your ejection fraction has dropped again. Now, we estimate it’s about twenty percent. It was sixty after the transplant. The symptoms you report – fatigue, shortness of breath, difficulty lying flat – all point to one answer. Your new heart is failing.”

Carrie nodded. “I was afraid of that. What do we do now?”

“We contact the transplant team and work you up for another heart. At your age, you’re a strong candidate.”

“What’s Plan B?” Carrie interrupted.

“There isn’t one. We can adjust your medications, but it’s another transplant or…”

Carrie finished his sentence. “Or I die.”

Silence filled the small room.

“How long?” she asked.

He looked at her over his glasses and smiled. “C’mon, Carrie. You and I both have been asked that question time and time again by patients’ families. We both know there’s no answer. This is overwhelming news. Take some time. Talk to your parents.”

Carrie grimaced. “I lost my dad last year, just before I got sick. Now this. I’m not sure how much more news my mom and sister can take.”

“You need time to process this,” Beth said.

Carrie squeezed Beth’s hand. “Thank you. You’ve always been so kind to me. But maybe time is the one thing I don’t have.”

“We’ll start the process of getting you back on the transplant list today. I’ll call the surgeon myself,” Dr. Lionel said.

Carrie shook her head. “No. No. I won’t go through that again. I can’t. I’ve had enough of hospitals and doctors and surgery to last me – well, the rest of my life. No more.”

After she left the doctor’s office, Carrie returned to her small apartment. She shed her clothes and crawled into bed. Six hours later, when she awoke, she brewed a cup of tea and turned on her computer to comb through all the websites she’d already visited, looking for a kernel of good news. National Institutes of Health, American Heart Association, CardioSmart, and WomenHeart. Nothing.

She opened one of her favorite pages, IHeartOldHouses.com. She loved looking at the historic properties for sale. She clicked on the listing for Missouri and saw a new advertisement. Four bedroom, one bath, Greek Revival. A “project” home.

Carrie chuckled and clicked on the property. She scrolled through the photos that showed a home clearly in disrepair. When she saw the façade of the house, she gasped.

“Oh my God! I know this house.”

Carrie mapped it. Yep. It was on the same road where her grandmother’s home had been. That house was gone now, lost to land developers who had bulldozed it and turned the rolling farmland into another subdivision. But this house… this house needed saving. And so did she.

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Annette Drake is a multi-genre author whose work is character-driven and celebrates the law of unintended consequences.

She makes her home in Washington state. A member of the Romance Writers of America, Annette loves ferry rides, basset hounds and bakeries. She does not camp.

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Book tour & giveaway – Claimed by the Cyborg by Cara Bristol

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Claimed by the Cyborg

by Cara Bristol

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GENRE:   Science Fiction Romance

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BLURB:

March Fellows assumed he had all the time in the galaxy to pursue a relationship with Jules, an alien exchange student from Xenia, until she vanished without a trace. After years of searching, he finds his lost love on the eve of her arranged marriage.
The daughter of the Xenian emperor, Julietta never meant to fall in love with a Terran man while visiting Earth. Leaving to fulfill her responsibilities on her home planet opened up a hole in her heart that could never be filled. When March, now a cyborg, unexpectedly shows up just before she is to be bonded, she struggles to find the courage to turn him away a second time and follow through with her duty.
Before she can act, the lovers are thrust into a political conspiracy that threatens the Xenian empire and their lives.

Claimed by the Cyborg is a standalone read in the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance series.

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EXCERPT: 

Leaving had carved a hole so deep and wide it could never be filled. She averted her gaze. “I said I was sorry.”

“On my PerComm. Yeah, I got the message.”

“It was the only way.”

“No, it wasn’t the only way.” He glared. Terran eyes were so expressive, revealing every emotion. “Another option would have been to tell me the truth, face-to-face, to wake me the fuck up and say, “Gotta run. See, ya!”

Not an option. Because if she had, she never would have been able to leave at all.

“I made some mistakes,” she said. Going to Terra counted as the first one. Then she’d gotten involved with March. As powerful as falling in love had been, it hadn’t bestowed her with the courage to face her father and her family, the council, the seer, her people, her consort-to-be, and confess she didn’t want to come back or become empress. She desired to marry a Terran and have half-alien babies, if that was even possible. She’d had the weight of an entire world, a millennium of history on her shoulders, and she’d caved to duty, leaving while she could still do so.

“Yeah,” he said. “Me, too.” Meaning her. She was his mistake. She had earned his anger, but his bitterness dripped like acid on an already-wounded heart.

Tears welled in her eyes and trickled over her lower lids. They would leave black streaks down her cheeks, across the carefully designed whorls decorating her face. Incongruously, she wondered how long it would take for the design to fade without the act of sexual congress to activate her hormones. How long would be she marked as the almost bride?

“I deserved that,” she said, steeling her courage because she owed him an explanation. She twisted her hands. “I had to go. My father seems benign and doting, but he would have invaded Terra, stormed the university, and dragged me home.”

A small smile quirked at the corner of March’s mouth. “Having met your father and experienced his ‘hospitality,’ I believe you. The emperor is not a man to cross. Why didn’t you tell me who you were at the beginning?”

“Because, for once in my life, I wanted to be anonymous.”

“No one would have treated you any differently. They would have been surprised, at first, but after the curiosity wore off, you could have been that—just another college kid.”

“I would have known, and it would have changed everything.” She would have lost those precious, rare times when for a few moments, she did forget her station and duty. Oh, how she had loved cramming for exams, arguing and grousing in study groups, eating bad food, staying out too late with other students, the hustle and bustle of campus life, her one and only spring break spent at a beach town where she’d become inebriated. Shitfaced, the Terrans called it, which sounded worse than it was, because she’d loved the experience. It was so very…Terran.

Hey, Jules, you want to grab a cup of coffee? Hey, Jules, can you share your notes? Hey, Jules, there’s a party Saturday night. Hey, Jules, hey, Jules, hey. Jules. Oh, the sweet, sweet sound of it.

And then came March, who sought out her company not because he’d been chosen by the seer, but just because. And that was the sweetest of all.

Until the heartbreak. Her affair with anonymity had exacted a steep price.

“Would you have gotten involved with me if you had known my identity?” she asked.

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Cara Bristol: What I wish I knew then that I know now

I published 30 books in seven years. My first romance was published in 2009 by Black Velvet Seductions, a small e-publish. I went on to publish 15 romances with Loose Id, Decadent Publishing, and LazyDay (Blushing Books) and Black Velvet, before going Indie in the latter part of 2014.

I’ve been asked to talk about the things I wish I knew before I was published:

  1. How supportive the author community is and how important those social connections are. People think of writers as being isolated in their offices hammering out that next book. Well, that part is true. But along the way, through social media, I’ve made some awesome, awesome writer friends who have helped me immensely. They’ve hosted me on their blogs, invited me to participate in anthologies, written reviews, offered advice and technical know-how, beta read manuscripts, and shared experiences. I’ve heard authors complain of jealousy and dirty tricks, but that has not been my experience.
  2. How easy and viable self-publishing is. I was afraid to take the leap at first. Self-publishing seemed so daunting, but I saw so many authors doing it successfully and surpassing traditionally published writers, that I decided to give it a try. Particularly with romance ebooks, you don’t need a publisher anymore. I’m not saying it’s not a lot of work (it is), but publishing is not a great mystery or difficult. I am glad that I was traditionally published first and had built up a readership before I went Indie, because starting cold would be hard.
  3. How dynamic publishing has become and how fast the market changes. Publishing used to be staid and steady. Now it changes in a flash. Nothing is the same now as it was when I was first published. Publishers that were in business when I started are no longer in business. Some booksellers have shut down. Book reviewers and bloggers come and go. Trends in marketing and promotion have shifted. Promotion efforts that used to work don’t anymore. Other opportunities have arisen that didn’t used to exist. Just when you think you have a handle on things, the situation changes. Yesterday’s hot genre is cold today.  And when Amazon implements a change, it affects the entire market. To stay ahead of the game—or at least keep up with it—you have to stay on your toes.
  4. How much a writing career consumes one’s life. I wrote fiction as a hobby for decades before I became published. My day job was in corporate public relations. When I came home from work, I was done. I had no trouble forgetting about work. When you work at home, because your schedule is flexible, work and nonwork time bleed together. I enter my office to do a quick email check, and two hours pass. When take off in the middle of the day for errands, appointments, etc.  I have to make up that time on weekends, resulting in a seven-day workweek.  I wake up the middle of the night thinking about my stories. But I love it. Being an author is my dream job.
  5. How much I would learn. Want an education? Write a book! I’m continually learning new skills. Because of writing, I’ve learned how to self-publish, how to market a romance novel, how to do my own graphics, how to do a print book, how to do a newsletter, how to organize a street team, how to use so many different social media sites for promotion. The list goes on. I also strive to improve my storytelling and writing. I think my books are better now than they were when I started writing. I hope readers think so, too.

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

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USA Today bestselling author Cara Bristol has been the no. 1 best seller in science fiction romance, bdsm erotica, and holiday fiction on Amazon. She’s the author of two science fiction romance series featuring tough alpha heroes: the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance cyborg series and the Breeder science fiction romance series, which emphasize character-driven stories written with a touch of humor and sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara lives in Missouri with her own alpha hero, her husband.

 

Cara’s Website:  http://carabristol.com

Amazon Author Page:  https://www.amazon.com/Cara-Bristol/e/B004D8KZTQ

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/cara.bristol.3

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

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/carabristol/

 

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Paperback version: http://hyperurl.co/ClaimedinPrint

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Book blast & giveaway – Beauty’s Thief by Konstanz Silverbow

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Beauty’s Thief by Konstanz Silverbow

 

Not every monster has claws—not every beauty is kind.

Born a princess, raised to be queen, but living as a servant, Avalyn never realized she would pay the price for her father’s mistakes. Now Avalyn is living in a castle not her own, a slave to an evil witch who wants revenge on the man who betrayed her trust and ruined her.

For Avalyn, her real punishment has yet to begin.

She will be cursed to work for the witch for the next one hundred years unless true love can find its way into the castle and into her heart.
Now the princess’s freedom rests in the hands of a lowly thief who cares only for himself.

 

Author Konstanz Silverbow

Konstanz Silverbow has always been a dreamer . . . but not a writer. Being an author was something she was dragged into. But since that day, she hasn’t stopped. It has become more than a hobby, it is a passion.

During the day Konstanz works, making jewelry, playing the violin, collecting dragons, and learning all she can about medieval weapons. But at night she creates made up worlds and places where those dragons come to life and the weapons are used in battle.”

Proud Creator of magical worlds, fictional creatures, ideal super heroes and sarcasm since 2007!

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