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Awakening
The Ydron Saga Book 1
by Raymond Bolton
Genre: Paranormal Epic Fantasy
 
How does a world equipped with bows, arrows and catapults, where steam
power is just beginning to replace horses and sailing ships, avert a
conquest from beyond the stars? Prince Regilius has been engineered
to combat the Dalthin, a predatory alien species that enslaves worlds
telepathically, and to do so he must unite his people. But when his
mother murders his father, the land descends into chaos and his task
may prove impossible. Faced with slaying the one who gave him life in
order to protect his world, he seeks a better way. Set in a vast and
varied land where telepaths and those with unusual mental abilities
tip the course of events, Awakening goes to the heart of family,
friendship and betrayal.
 
 
Thought Gazer
The Ydron Saga Book 2
 
Everyone who touches you transforms you, if only a little. But if you enter
their minds, think what they have thought, in effect do what they
have done, how complete will that transformation be?


If he had been born an ordinary man, his family would be safe–safe as
anyone can be in a land torn apart by war. It is his singular gift,
however, that causes his wife and children to be imprisoned and held
hostage and him to be used as a tool. Caught up in a struggle between
opposing warlords and refusing to play the game, Peniff elects to
take the moral high road. This is the story of a man, in all other
ways ordinary, rising above his fears to do what he must. Can he free
his family before his betrayal comes to light? Moreover, what will he
become before his journey is over?

To say Harad was relentless is to understate the rage that drove him. He had pushed his party mercilessly until eventually, one of the horses, driven to exhaustion, fell and refused to rise. When Harad began flogging it, Peniff tore his leash from Kord’s grasp, strode up to Harad and grabbed him by the wrist, arresting the whip at the top of its arc. Harad turned to glare.

You will kill it and still it will not rise.” In a soft, but deliberate tone, Peniff went on. “In fact, if you continue to deny the other horses rest or sleep, you will kill them all. Then what? Do you expect us to walk all the way to danHsar?”

Harad’s face became a mask of hate, but Peniff persisted.

Even now, the man and the woman are entering the prison. Do you expect that somehow they will run away and evade us? I promise you, they will not escape any time soon. Look at your men. Even should we stumble on the pair in the next minute, they would be too exhausted to act.”

Harad was breathing heavily, but he opened the fist he had formed with his free hand and lowered it.

We all want the same thing,” said Peniff. “Even this poor, dumb creature wishes to rise and avoid your wrath, but it cannot. Look at its eyes. They are filled with terror, but the animal is spent. It can do no more and neither can we.”

Harad could not deny the truth. The horse’s chest heaved, its mouth frothed and the whites of its eyes showed how deeply it feared the next strike of the lash.

Very well, Thought Gazer,” Harad said as he looked from the horse to his men. “We will rest, even sleep if you like, but not one minute past Jadon’s rising. I intend to arrive at the city’s gate tomorrow.”

And this poor beast will carry you there, if you but allow it to sleep the night, then feed and water it in the morning.”

As the two stood staring, it was hard to say who was in charge: the one with the whip, or the one with the collar around his neck.

There are some things even you cannot simply will into being,” said Peniff.

Harad stared a moment longer, then threw the whip to the ground.

 
 
Foretellers
The Ydron Saga Book 3
 
In a world facing two divergent futures—eventual freedom or complete
domination—too many unmade decisions cloud the yet-to-be. Those who
can see even a tiny portion of the inevitable wield great power.

In this world where young and old, rich or poor, are at the mercy of
armed marauders and the armies of the powerful, a warlord’s wrath
forces a mother and daughter to flee for their lives. Despite being
prescient, they cannot foresee all that lies ahead. Quickly
separated, their every effort centers around reunion and survival.
Without losing sight of these goals, one of them foresees that, if
she travels to the conflict’s center and lends support to one of
the two major powers, she has the ability to influence the final
outcome.
Foretellers, the third volume of The Ydron Saga, is the second
book of Awakening’s prequel trilogy.
 
 
Triad
The Ydron Saga Book 3
 
Heroic battles are not always won by the mighty. There are times when even
the least likely among us play decisive rolls. Less able physically
than anyone he knows, but paranormally unique, Bardik is recruited by
a pair of psychics in the hope that, by combining his talent with
theirs, they can turn looming defeat into victory.

In this, the concluding chapter to The Ydron Saga, a young man who has
lost the use of his legs—someone whom earthly culture labels
paraplegic—agrees to lend his telekinetic talents to the effort to
bring down a tyrannical warlord.
 
 
 
Raymond Bolton lives near Portland, Oregon with his wife, Toni, and their two
cats, Georgie & Sophia.


Regarding his debut novel, Awakening, multiple Hugo and Nebula Award-winning
author, Mike Resnick says, “In Awakening, Raymond Bolton presents
us with an intricate and interesting problem, characters you care
for, aliens who are alien, and a carefully-thought-out future.”

 

Matthew J. Pallamary, author of Land Without Evil and Spirit Matters said,
“Raymond Bolton’s genre shattering Awakening is a skillfully
woven hybrid of science fiction and fantasy that brings cultural
conflict to a whole new, thoroughly believable level that goes
straight to the heart of what really matters.”

 

International award-winning author of the Daimones Trilogy, Massimo Marino,
endorsed Awakening, saying, “Bolton navigates through the plot
lines and the mixed genres (Science Fiction but not exactly, Fantasy
but not entirely, Paranormal but not completely) with the clear
gesture of the conductor of a large orchestra. A new voice and author
who is bound to grow a faithful readership.”

 

Finally, Britain’s BookViral.com states, “it’s a grand debut. An
ambitious and well considered SF crossover [that] breathes
originality into the genre.”

 

Raymond’s goal is to craft gripping stories about the human condition, whether
they are set here or another world. He has written award-winning
poetry and four novels. Awakening, an epic, was released in January,
2014, and Thought Gazer, an adventure and first volume of a prequel
trilogy, was released on January 1, 2015. The third in the series,
Foretellers, came out on March 1 , 2016. The trilogy’s conclusion,
entitled Triad, aired January 1, 2017. Awakening was recently
translated into Spanish and was released as El despertar – La saga
de Ydron on July 1, 2015. Amazon has already listed El despertar as
the Number One New Release in Ciencia Ficción.
 
 
 
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So Near the Horizon Blog Tour

The No. 1 Bestseller from Germany – based on a true story! A story of true love …

 

 

Genre: NA Contemporary (based on a true story)

Release Date: September 6th 2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

Summary:

Seventeen-year-old Jessica has an uncomplicated life and a promising future. Leaving the house one evening, she has no idea that she’s about to meet the love of her life – or that her entire understanding of the world is about to change. And before long, she’s going to face a decision that will shape her forever…

In ‘So Near the Horizon’ Jessica Koch describes a life lived somewhere between hope and fear, confronting true events from her own past with raw honesty and frank reflection – and exploring more than one difficult subject along the way.

A story of deep love. A story of trust, courage, pain, despair, and the strength to let go. A true story.

 

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A Note from the Author:

I first committed the story of my love for Danny to paper all the way back in 2003. I wasn’t trying to become an author—I just thought writing would help me work through some of the emotional burden I was carrying around. I wrote the manuscript with a typewriter and sent copies to two publishing houses, although without any serious interest in their response. Which made the contract I was offered all the more surprising: someone wanted to publish my story.
So what did I do? I turned it down!
The idea of the whole world knowing my far-too-personal story frightened me so much that I burned the manuscript—in a huge fire in my parents’ garden, a fire that had just finished consuming all my photos of me and Danny. I never managed to burn the photos I wasn’t in, though, and I saved his letters and poems as well, packing them carefully away in a box in the basement until I was ready to close the book on the subject for good.
In 2010—at age 28—I moved to a new city, got married, and had a son. One day, I mentioned to my husband in passing that I’d once written a book and been offered a publishing contract. He asked more questions, and what had started as a short anecdote about Danny became a week-long report. Noticing that I clearly hadn’t come to terms with a few parts of the story, my husband advised me to write it all out (again). From that moment on, I spent every free minute writing.
For weeks, I ran around carrying paper and a pencil, confused, caught up in a completely different time. My notes developed into a highly emotional novel. Purely out of curiosity, I sent the manuscript to five literary agencies. Within a few weeks, four of them had expressed interest, and, after several long conversations with publishers, I finally agreed to put So Near the Horizon out into the world. What happened from then on, still feels like a dream…
The enthusiastic response I received from readers prompted me to continue the series, and So Near the Abyss as well as So Near the Ocean, the second and third books in the Danny Trilogy, were released later on.
 
Excerpt:
“Danny…Why do you belong there too?” I tried to meet his eyes, but he shut them, avoiding my gaze. His fingernails dug into the skin on his bare arms, and he pursed his lips grimly.
Slowly, I scooted toward him. “Talk to me, Danny, please,” I said, trying to pry one of his arms loose. But the more I tugged, the more rigidly he kept them crossed against his body as he shrank away from me as far as he could inside the cramped car. For a moment, I was afraid he would simply get out and walk away.
Too close, a voice whispered inside me. You’re much too close to him!
I let go of his arm so I could slide back into my seat, and he relaxed almost instantly. He took several deep, slow breaths before opening his eyes and blinking at me through his long lashes.

“You know why,” he whispered. “And someday I’ll tell you myself. I promise. Be patient with me.”

 
 

About the Author

Jessica Koch (born in Ludwigsburg, Germany) began writing short stories when she was still in high school, but never submitted her work to publishers. In late 1999, shortly after beginning her studies to become an architectural drafter, she met Danny, a German-American dual national. Her experiences with him eventually formed the basis for So Near the Horizon, though it was nearly thirteen years before she felt ready to bring the manuscript to the public.
The author describes a life lived somewhere between hope and fear, between optimism and despair. She reflects on events from her own past with raw honesty, confronting more than one difficult subject along the way.
Jessica Koch lives near the city of Heilbronn with her husband, their son, and two dogs. The second and third books in the trilogy, So Near the Abyss and So Near the Ocean, are already best-sellers in Germany as well.
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A Good Year Book Tour

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A Good Year
Genre: Paranormal Suspense with Romantic Elements
Publisher: Melange Books
Publication Date: February 7, 2017
Pages: 184
There’s No Heaven….Like Hell
Faced with losing Pandora Productions as well as her best friend Rebecca to the smarmy Paul, savvy film executive Debbie makes a pact with the demon Shaker, agreeing to bind herself to him as his human master in return for killing Paul. When the intended coup goes amiss, resulting in the deaths of both Rebecca and Paul, Debbie finds herself alone at Pandora’s helm, facing a rising tide of corporate enemies led by Paul’s duplicitous son Dante and the behemoth Titan Pictures. Shaker’s backing smoothes the way, solving some problems supernaturally, others through brutal bloodshed, even as he calls into play various preternatural and human allies to assist Debbie.
As the months pass, Debbie’s strong resolve begins to crumble under the weight of her actions, even as she guiltily concedes the pleasure she finds in Shaker’s arms is becoming something more than just affection. Is there hope for a happy ending built on so much evil? Or is Debbie doomed to lose her heart as well as her soul to a demon who has only been waiting for the chance to claim both?
It takes talent on the part of an author to get me rooting for someone who’s decidedly not a ‘good person’. I thoroughly enjoyed this book and I would recommend to anyone who likes something a little different in the way of paranormal romance and would enjoy a more mature heroine. Five Stars.
– Caitlyn Lynch, Goodreads Reviewer
Tara Fox Hall is a writer of consummate skill. I have been following her for years and have never been disappointed.
– Jenny Twist, Goodreads Reviewer
Excerpt

“So, can I meet him?” Sheila prodded.

“Shaker!” Debbie called loudly.

The demon appeared, inclining his head politely to a gaping Sheila, as if he met Debbie’s friends every night of the week. “I am here, Mistress. And I see you’ve included your good friend this evening. Are we to have a threesome?”

Sheila choked on her drink, as Debbie gave Shaker slitted eyes. “No, we are not doing anything of the sort. But I do have a question for you, Shaker. How does one go about getting a demon?”

“Sharing tales of me, I see,” Shaker said with a lecherous grin. “And the little lady wants a little demon action of her own. It can easily be arranged, Mistress.”

“Wait!” Sheila croaked out. “I didn’t say I wanted a demon of my own!”

“But don’t you?” Debbie said, standing unsteadily and moving to Shaker. She flipped up his loincloth, exposing him to Sheila, who went into a choking spasm again. Debbie lowered Shaker’s loincloth, then put her well-manicured hand on his red-tinged muscular arm. Shaker looked over at her with a sultry look.

All I have to do is tell him what I want and he’ll do it. And God, she wanted him to.

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Tara Fox Hall

Tara Fox Hall’s writing credits include nonfiction, erotica, horror, suspense, action-adventure, children’s stories, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She is the author of the paranormal fantasy Lash series, the paranormal romantic suspense Unhallowed Love series and the paranormal romantic drama Promise Me series. Tara divides her free time unequally between writing novels and short stories, chainsawing firewood, caring for stray animals, sewing cat and dog beds for donation to animal shelters, and target practice. All of her published children’s stories to date are free reads on http://www.childrens-stories.net.
Official website: http://www.tarafoxhall.com
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Survival Game Book Tour & Giveaway

Survival Game
Men of London Book 9
by Susan Mac Nicol
Genre: M/M Romance
 
HANDLE… 

Kyle Tripper has led an interesting life. Currently the manager of
London’s famous Club Delish, he used to be a croupier extraordinaire
in Las Vegas. But not everything in that life was so glamorous; his
ex was a piece of work. Now gun-shy, Kyle hopes there is someone
special out there for him, and secretly wishes it’s luscious
paramedic, Eric Kirby.
WITH CARE
Every day Eric Kirby goes through the motions. Yeah, he saves lives, and,
sure, he makes a difference, but he doesn’t feel it anymore – not
since he lost his one true. But, when he meets wild, flamboyant Kyle
Tripper and learns there’s a skittish, apprehensive man beneath the
bold façade, the best of Eric’s protective nature kicks in and opens
his heart to a new love.
 
 

Around ten that night, Eric walked into Club Delish to find it in full swing. He grinned wryly. Life carried on regardless of the owner being in hospital.

Determined to find Kyle, Eric manoeuvred through the writhing throng of half-naked, sweaty bodies, pouting drag queens, and men in various stages of grinding and sex play on the dance floor. He had a feeling he knew where to look.

Sure enough, Kyle was in Ryan’s office, standing with arms folded across his chest as he stared out of the large observation window down at the mass below. Eric couldn’t help but notice the strain of Kyle’s shirt across his shoulders, sleeves rolled up the elbows. His pert arse filled out his well-fitting trousers, one foot tapping to the faint strains of the music floating up from below. His hair colour had changed once again since Eric had seen him last. It was still a deep dark purple but now featured lilac streaks at the tips, and artful splashes that looked casually painted in.

Eric knocked and cleared his throat, announcing himself, knowing Kyle was skittish. Startling the man was the last thing he wanted.

Kyle?” He waited as Kyle turned swiftly and a look of relief passed over his face when he saw it was Eric.

Hi. What are you doing here?” Kyle moved away from the window and smiled softly. “Can’t keep away, huh?”

Eric walked into the room and laid his jacket on the chair. “I wanted to see how you were doing. And find out if there was any news about Ryan. I imagine things have been a little chaotic here today.”

Kyle waved a black fingernail-tipped hand. He had long fingers, and Eric had seen their dexterity first-hand when Kyle had done his card tricks. A fleeting flash of lust passed through Eric as he wondered what those fingers would feel like milking his cock.

 
 
Sue writes steamy, sexy and fun contemporary gay romance stories, some
suspenseful, some gritty and dark, and others just plain ahhhh….


Lover  of angst and conflict, she enjoys putting her characters through the
emotional wringer and bringing them out the other side with an HEA or
at the very least, a HFN.
Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and also of the
Romantic Novelists Association in the UK. She’s also Editor in
Chief at http://www.divinemagazine.biz, an online LGBTQ e-zine, and
she’s a Charity Board trustee at http://www.beingmecampaign.com in
London.
She’s passionate about research for her books and has stayed in a circus,
taken lessons from a blind person on how it feels to be non-sighted,
and travelled to a lighthouse with the maintenance crew to see first-hand
what it’s like inside. She’s also written a screenplay with
Hollywood actor and heart-throb Nicholas Downs, with a view to taking
her latest release, Sight Unseen, to the big screen.
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Tethered Blog Tour


Genre: Young Adult, Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Jenn Marie
Publication Date: July 16, 2017
Pages: 323
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A previous lifetime. A malevolent curse.  A love they can’t live without. Will their past claim them once more? Elizabeth and Adam are about to find out …

Elizabeth and Adam survived the century-old curse that nearly claimed the lives of their counterparts, Josephine and Braden, but at what cost?

As the veil between timelines continues to diminish, they yet again find themselves in a race against time to cheat death in the past in order to salvage their futures. But with the curse given form, everything is changing, leaving them vulnerable to new threats. No longer are the dangers of their former lifetime contained to the Jefferson Plantation—a land fraught with peril and where horror reigns every summer between July 20 and August 13.

Until now …

Having changed the past, history has rewritten itself, extending the last day of the haunting to August 31—their new expiration date. Without the aid of visions, though, Elizabeth and Adam must find a new way to uncover their past, leaving Adam to scour the plantation for clues, while Elizabeth learns how to access Josephine’s subconscious.

Meanwhile, the Callahans—a vengeful family intent on keeping Elizabeth and Adam apart—will stop at nothing to preserve their bloodline and keep the curse from destroying their family. Will their ruthless antics prove tragic once more?

Now more than ever, their love will be tested as Elizabeth and Adam contend with the forces of the curse and fight to save their counterparts in 1905.

Will they overcome the odds stacked against them? Or will the curse claim them for good?

Excerpt

Ten feet in front of me, Elizabeth stood with absolute hatred in her eyes. She looked at me like I was the devil incarnate. Like the knife in her hand was a dart and I was the bullseye. I hadn’t felt her get up. It was three in the morning. What the hell was she doing up? But then I remembered—3 a.m.—the time screaming and shuffling was to occur. Christ. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep. Forty seconds ago, I’d been dead to the world, Elizabeth safe in my arms. Now? I was battling the urge to sketch whatever was responsible for Josephine’s distress, while at the same time struggling to understand what the hell was happening to Elizabeth. Was she sleepwalking? This wasn’t normal. She’d never sleepwalked before.

I raised my hand, fingers trembling with the effort not to sketch, my skin undulating in protest when I ignored the snake now slithering down my arm. “Elizabeth,” I said calmly, “put the knife down.” She simply stared at me, murder in her eyes as she watched my every movement. My blood ran cold. I knew this look. My eyes flicked to the wall, to the painting of Josephine. Christ. This had happened before—on a pier at Wrightsville Beach when Elizabeth had thrown herself in the ocean and nearly drowned. Because of Josephine. Because she’d tried to drown herself on that very day, at that very second in 1905.

This wasn’t Elizabeth in front of me. It was Josephine.

“Elizabeth,” I tried again, paper crinkling under my feet as I took a step toward her, “if you can hear me, I need you to fight.” She watched me, stock-still. “You have to push through. You have to reach her.” Her arm was shaking, her hair matted against her pale cheeks. “That’s it,” I murmured, easing toward her. “Focus on my voice. I’m right here.” The blaze in her eyes dimmed, but she didn’t lower the knife. Frustration entered her features. She was in there somewhere, battling her way back to me. “You can do this, Elizabeth. You can stop her.”

Closing my hand around her wrist, I very gently, very slowly, removed the knife from her grip. “That’s my girl,” I whispered softly, cupping her feverish cheek. A flicker in those forest-green depths. “Elizabeth?” Pure revulsion overtook her gaze.

A split second later, her body jerked and she went flying across the room.

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About the Author

 Jenn Marie currently lives in sunny California with her wonderful husband and their runt kitty, Chloe. When she’s not writing Young Adult Fiction, she can be found reading, plotting or spending time with her crazy, lovable family. Current obsessions include the movie, Frozen, the New Girl series, Arcade Fire’s latest album, and avocados. Seriously, she can’t get enough of it! Writing, for her, is a passion that refuses to be under-prioritized. No matter what’s going on in her life, whether good or bad, writing is always there to lift her spirits.

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Thrax
Christina Bauer
(Angelbound Origins #4)
Published by: Monster House Books
Publication date: June 27th, 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Myla Lewis has married Prince Lincoln, and now they’re expecting! All the after-realms rejoice. Myla should be happy too, but she has a serious problem. The day after their honeymoon ended, Myla’s real husband disappeared.

The man who’s sharing her bed is an imposter.

Myla tries explaining about “Evil Lincoln,” but no one will listen. The reason? People think that Myla’s supernatural pregnancy is making her cray cray. Mostly because that’s what Evil Lincoln is telling everyone, and that man’s a great liar. What a creep.

There’s no way Myla will take this lying down, though. She’s going to rescue her man, and she has a pretty good idea where he’s being held. With her best friend, Cissy, along to help, Myla sneaks off to Earth. All she has to do is blend in with the humans, avoid Evil Lincoln, and find her real man before the baby arrives. How hard can it be?

Excerpt

My mouth falls open with shock. “I’m your wife. Myla Lewis. You just locked me up. Do you seriously think I want to fool around with you right now?”

Evil Lincoln shakes his head. “Your mouth is saying no.” He eyes me slowly from head to toe. My Scala robes are made of skin-tight white fabric. “But your body’s saying yes.”

That does it.

Whatever Queenly sanity I had? It vanishes into thin air. Using my mind, I command my Scala robes to change into heavy white body armor and kickass boots. This is a major perk of being the Great Scala, by the way. Instant battle readiness.

Once the change is complete, I lunge straight for Evil Lincoln. Sweeping his leg, I knock him onto the ground. Once Evil Lincoln is flat on his back, I take a seat right on his sternum. My tail arcs over my shoulder so its arrowhead-pointed end is aimed right for Evil Lincoln’s jugular.

He gasps. “What’s the problem, babe?”

If you so much as flinch the wrong way, my tail will take you down. It hates you.” To emphasize the point, my tail does its scary snake-slither move, where it shimmies in a zigzag.

By the way, my tail normally has a thing for Lincoln. In fact, it’ll sometimes do stuff for my husband that it’d never do for me. So the fact that my backside has gone straight for the jugular? It’s, even more, proof that I’m dealing with an impostor.

Call off your tail. I’m your husband. You don’t want to kill me.”

You are not my husband and we both know it. Death is the least you deserve.”

Honestly, I wouldn’t really murder Evil Lincoln at this point. Even so, I don’t want him to know that. A frightened enemy is a blabby enemy. This impostor simply must tell me where my real husband is hidden. To emphasize the amount of danger, I force my irises to glow demon red. “Tell me where my real husband is being held, and I won’t kill you.”

Evil Lincoln’s eyes go even wider. “I don’t know, I swear.”

I press my tail more firmly against Evil Lincoln’s throat. It’s not enough to break the skin, but it does show that I mean business. “Talk.”

No, no… Don’t hurt me.”

The tip of my tail slides farther down my fake husband’s jugular. The muscles in his neck twitch. I decide to use Evil Lincoln’s line right back at him. “Your mouth says no, but your body says yes.”

At that moment, the door swings open, and Lincoln’s parents step into the room. Both are in their thrax medieval best, so Connor is tall and barrel-chested in his velvet tunic. His white hair hangs gracefully to his chin. Octavia wears a long black gown with her silver hair curled into a neat bun. The two stare at Lincoln and me.

What’s going on here?” asks Connor.

Foreplay,” I say. At the same time, Evil Lincoln shouts: “She’s crazy!”

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Christina Bauer knows how to tell stories about kick-ass women. In her best-selling Angelbound series, the heroine is a part-demon girl who loves to fight in Purgatory’s Arena and falls in love with a part-angel prince. This young adult bestseller has driven more than 500,000 ebook downloads and 9,000 reviews on Goodreads and retailers.

Bauer has also told the story of the Women’s March on Washington by leading PR efforts for the Massachusetts Chapter. Her pre-event press release—the only one sent out on a major wire service—resulted in more than 19,000 global impressions and redistribution by over 350 different media entities including the Associated Press.

Christina graduated from Syracuse University’s Newhouse School with BA’s in English along with Television, Radio, and Film Production. She lives in Newton, MA with her husband, son, and semi-insane golden retriever, Ruby.

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Once a Rebel Book Tour & Giveaway

Once a Rebel
by Mary Jo Putney
Genre: Historical Romance
“Putney’s endearing characters and warm-hearted stories never fail to inspire
and delight.”
 —Sabrina Jeffries
A Rogue Redeemed
As Washington burns,
Callista Brooke is trapped in the battle between her native England
and her adopted homeland. She is on the verge of losing everything,
including her life, when a handsome Englishman cuts through the
violent crowd to claim that she is his. Callie falls into her
protector’s arms, recognizing that he is no stranger, but the boy
she’d once loved, a lifetime ago.
Lord George Gordon
Audley had been Callie’s best friend, and it was to Gordon she
turned in desperation to avoid a loathsome arranged marriage. But the
repercussions of his gallant attempt to rescue her sent Callie
packing to Jamaica, and Gordon on a one way trip to the penal colony
of Australia.
Against all odds,
Gordon survived. Finding Callie is like reclaiming his tarnished
soul, and once again he vows to do whatever is necessary to protect
her and those she loves. But the innocent friendship they shared as
children has become a dangerous passion that may save or destroy them
when they challenge the aristocratic society that exiled them both….

Washington, DC

August 20, 1814

Callie brushed a lock of damp hair from her eyes, then dried her fingers on a towel before she returned to pinning delicate silk. Like its namesake, the rebellious General Washington, this young capital city was fresh and exciting in comparison to her Lancashire home, but the hot and humid summer had her wishing wistfully for the soft, cool summers of her childhood. She tucked another pin into the gown she was altering for Mrs. Gerard, one of her best customers. The wife of a high official in President Madison’s cabinet, Mrs. Gerard accepted a clean linen handkerchief from Sarah, Callie’s housekeeper, cook, assistant, and friend.

After murmuring thanks, Mrs. Gerard said soberly, “We’ve decided to move to our country house for the rest of the summer. It will be safer there, and we’ll get away from the heat and illness of this malaria-infested swamp.”

Washington was famous for its unhealthy climate, but not everyone had a country house to escape the summer heat. Callie said, “The Royal Navy has been plundering the Chesapeake Bay for over a year. What does Mr. Gerard think will happen now?”

“Since Napoleon’s abdication has released British Army troops to come here, the cities around the bay are in danger of land invasion. If troops are landed on the Patuxent River, they can march to Washington, Annapolis, or Baltimore.”

Similar thoughts had been keeping Callie awake at night. Luckily, her customers kept her better informed than the news sheets. “Wouldn’t Baltimore be the most likely target because of its shipping and privateers? They say the Royal Navy admirals call Baltimore ‘that nest of pirates.’ ”

“Yes, and justly so,” Mrs. Gerard agreed. “But I wish this war was over.”

“So do I!” Callie accidentally stabbed her finger with a pin. “I’ve never seen the point of it.”

Before Mrs. Gerard could reply, the door to the dress shop flew open. Callie’s fourteen-year-old stepson, Trey, his black curls rioting around his face, burst into the salon. “The British have landed over on the Patuxent!”

Everyone in the parlor froze. “Speak of the devil,” Mrs. Gerard muttered, turning pale. “And here they are.”

Callie clamped down on her fear. Trey had an enthusiastic interest in the war, but he wasn’t prone to spreading wild rumors. “Where did you hear this?”

“An army scout just brought the news to President Madison!” Trey said excitedly. “Now the scout is at a tavern telling everyone.”

She had a chilling certainty that the British would attack Washington. Baltimore was a more valuable target, but also much more difficult. Capturing the American capital would be easier, and it would crush and humiliate the fragile new republic.

The fitting session ended more quickly than usual so Mrs. Gerard could hasten home. Wanting to preserve normalcy for as long as possible, Callie said to Trey and his sister, Molly, “Shall we make a lemon ice for supper? We’ll need lemons. Run down to the market, if you would. Molly, try to keep Trey out of trouble!”

Sixteen-year-old Molly laughed. “I don’t think that’s possible, but I’ll do my best.”

The ice house Callie had had dug behind her home had proved a godsend in this climate. There had been an ice house at her English home, but not the heat that made ices so particularly wonderful here.

Callie waited until the children were gone before turning to Sarah. A handsome woman in her fifties, Sarah Adams and her husband Joshua had been house slaves at the Jamaica plantation of Callie’s husband, Matthew Newell. When Callie had fled the island with the children, she’d asked the couple if they wanted to come with her. When they said yes, she’d freed them immediately. Now Sarah and Joshua were as much family as her two stepchildren; a better family than the one she’d grown up with.

“What should we do, Miss Callista?” Sarah said. “Reckon Mrs. Gerard is right that the British soldiers will march on Baltimore?”

Callie worried her lip as she wondered how best to keep her family safe. “My instincts say they’ll head for Washington.”

“Your instincts have always been good. So what do we do now?”

Callie drew a deep breath. “Leave the city. Start packing the necessities for the children and you and Joshua so that you can be off tomorrow morning.”

“Where would we go? West into the countryside?” Sarah asked doubtfully.

“To Baltimore,” Callie said. “The city is much larger than Washington and better defended. There’s also a place for you to stay there. Mr. Newell owned a warehouse and he left it to me. The living quarters on the upper floor are rather primitive, but they’ll do until you can come home.”

Sarah frowned. “You talked about ‘us’ going. Won’t you be with us?”

Callie shook her head. “All my worldly goods are here, and if the house is destroyed, we’ll be in dire straits. Since I’m English born, I should be able to talk the British troops into sparing this house.”

Sarah gasped. “It’s too dangerous for you to stay here alone!”

“Other women will be staying in the city to protect their homes. British soldiers aren’t monsters, Sarah. They have orders not to hurt unarmed civilians. Even the horrible Admiral Cockburn, who’s been raiding up and down the bay since last year, only destroys property and militiamen, not women and children.”

“Joshua should stay with you,” Sarah said firmly.

“The children need you both.” Callie smiled as if she wasn’t half sick with fear. “Remember that Mr. Newell taught me how to use a gun, just in case. I can drive off looters if need be.”

Since Sarah’s frown didn’t abate, Callie said, “Maybe my intuition is wrong and the British Army won’t come close to Washington. Perhaps the fact that we’re preparing to evacuate will guarantee that evacuation is unnecessary.”

Sarah snorted. “The world doesn’t work that way! I’ll start on the packing.”

After her friend left the room, Callie drifted around the high-ceilinged drawing room that she’d transformed into a fashionable salon. Most of the furnishings were secondhand, but elegant. A handsome oriental screen in one corner provided privacy for ladies to change their garments. Joshua had built shelves along one wall to hold the tools of Callie’s trade: pattern books and lengths of fabric and boxes of buttons and trimmings.

Callie skimmed her fingertips over laces and ribbons, scooped up a handful of buttons and let them trickle through her fingers. She’d worked hard to build this business and this life, and it might be swept away through no fault of her own. Life wasn’t fair, a painful fact she’d learned as a girl.

She paused at a window and gazed out at the street in front of her home. One of the principal thoroughfares of the city, it ran all the way to the Capitol, a grand building designed to show the world that the United States was a nation to be reckoned with. If the British invaded the city, they might march down this very road.

Growing up as the daughter of a baron in England, she had never imagined this life she lived. Everything that happened had been her fault, of course. If she’d been better behaved, less rebellious, her father wouldn’t have forced her into marriage with a stranger. She wouldn’t have run off with her dearest friend, and he wouldn’t have ended up dying on a prison ship on the long voyage to New South Wales.

Of all the mistakes she’d made, causing Richard’s death was the one that weighed most heavily. He’d been as much a rebel as Callie, and they’d had enormous fun acting out different roles, like scenes from a play. Pirates and maidens. Greek and Amazon warriors. Athena and Mars—and sometimes they’d switched roles, with her being the lord and he the lady, and they’d end up rolling around in the grass laughing until their stomachs hurt. Ah, Richard . . .

She cut off the thought, knowing how futile her regrets were. If she hadn’t run to him for help, or accepted his suggestion that they elope together, he’d be alive now. Or at least, he wouldn’t have died as a direct result of her actions. Once he became old enough to escape his father’s control, he would have found his way to a happier life. He had strength and wit and more kindness than he showed to the world.

He should have lived to become happy. Instead, his bones rested on a distant ocean floor.

Mary Jo Putney is
New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author who has written over 50 novels and novellas. A ten-time
finalist for the Romance Writers of America RITA, she has won the
honor twice and is on the RWA Honor Roll for bestselling authors. She
has been awarded two Romantic Times Career Achievement Awards, four
NJRW Golden Leaf awards, plus the NJRW career achievement award for
historical romance. Though most of her books have been historical
romance, she has also published contemporary romances, historical
fantasy, and young adult paranormal historicals.
Mary Jo Putney,
Jo Beverley, Joanna Bourne, Patricia Rice, Nicola Cornick, Cara
Elliott, Anne Gracie, Susan King
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combined 231 novels and 74 novellas. They’ve won awards such as the
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Interviewing For Her Lover:
Six Nights of Sin (Book 1)
By Ellis Day
Genre: Erotic Romance
 
This is erotica with love. So, it’s only intended for those eighteen and
older.


Sarah wants a lover, but she wants one on her terms. She doesn’t have
time to date and picking a guy up at a bar is not only dangerous but
it doesn’t guarantee he’ll let her act out her fantasies. When
she hears about La Petite Morte Club—a place for willing males and
females to meet with rules and contracts so that all parties leave
satisfied—she knows it’ll be perfect.
She signs up with the club and starts the process of finding the man
who’ll be her lover for six nights. Six nights of fantasy—his and
hers. Six nights of sex and then they’re done. Simple,
uncomplicated and fun, but she doesn’t count on Nick’s ability to
make her desire everything he has to offer and more.
Warning:
This series has hot, steamy, sometimes kinky sex and is meant for
mature readers only (18 and older).

 

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Q. – So, why should someone read the Six Nights Of Sin
series?
Because it’s hot – really, really hot and it’s well written.
The story is kinky and erotic but at the core is love. The two main
characters must journey to find that love but it’s there waiting
for them if they’re willing to take a chance. For Sarah, this is
her second chance and perhaps her last if she doesn’t discover how
to move on from the past.
This series also has a rich, alpha male and who doesn’t love to read
about handsome, billionaires with hearts of gold? I know I love
reading these kinds of books and writing them. I truly believe that
one of the cornerstones of a great relationship is fabulous sex and
my books have that and more.
On top of all those reasons, you’ll get your first glimpse into La
Petite Morte Club—a sex club where almost anything goes as long as
the participants are willing. There will be at least four additional
series surrounding this club and possibly more, depending on what
characters pop out of the woodwork as we wander deeper into the club
and its activities.

 

Q. – Who should read the Six Nights Of Sin series?
These books are packed full of kinky, explicit sex with some bondage, bdsm
and submission scenes. So, they’re meant for mature readers of 18
years and older. I don’t gloss over the emotions or the actions.
It’s all there in hot, graphic detail, so get your glass of wine
and a fan, and enjoy Sarah and Nick’s adventure. Anyone college age
and older who likes contemporary romance, new adult and erotic should
love this series.

Sarah opened the door and walked into the room, trying to stay balanced on these stupid heels. Men wouldn’t find them so attractive if they had to wear them. The room was dark except for one light highlighting a small platform. That was for her. She stepped up onto the small stage. The room was silent but they were there, above her, hidden behind the one-way mirrors, watching her, deciding if they wanted to take the next step—to eventually take her.

She stared into the blackness of the room. It wasn’t huge but its emptiness made it seem vast. She glanced upward, the light making her squint and she quickly stared back into the darkness. This was arranged for them to see her. That was it. She’d get no glimpse of them yet. She’d seen their pictures, chosen them but meeting them in person would be different. A picture couldn’t tell her their smell or the sound of their voices.

She tugged at her dress where it hugged her hips, wishing the questions would start, but there was only silence. She shifted, the heels already killing her feet. Ethan hadn’t liked them and if they weren’t going to impress, she might as well take them off. She moved to the back of the stage, leaned against the wall and removed her shoes. As she returned to the center of the stage a man spoke, his voice loud and commanding almost echoing throughout the room.

Don’t stop there. Take off your dress.”

She bent, placing her shoes on the floor. That wasn’t part of the deal. She wasn’t going to undress in front of five men, only one. Only the one she chose. She straightened. “No.”

What?” He was surprised and not happy.

I said no. That’s not part of the Viewing.”

I want to see what I’m getting.”

She stared up toward the windows, squinting a little. She couldn’t tell from where the voice had come. The speaker system made it sound as if it were coming from God himself. “And you will if I pick you.”

Another man laughed.

It’s not funny. She’s disobedient,” said the man with the loud voice.

Not always. I can be obedient.” These men liked to be in control but sometimes, so did she.

Will you raise your dress? Just a little,” asked another voice.

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Ellis O. Day grew up with her nose buried in books and now enjoys writing
the kind of stories she loves to read. Romance—the steamier the
better. She believes that the cornerstones of all great romantic
relationships are: love and friendship, trust, attraction and
fabulous sex. Her stories contain all of these (especially the last one).
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Genre: New Adult, Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Central Avenue Publishing
Publication Date: October 1, 2017
Pages: 288
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Most people have no idea goblins live in the woods around the small town of Bellwater, Washington. But some are about to find out.

Skye, a young barista and artist, falls victim to a goblin curse in the forest one winter night, rendering her depressed and silenced, unable to speak of what happened. Her older sister Livy is at wit’s end trying to understand what’s wrong with her. Local mechanic Kit would know, but he doesn’t talk of such things: he’s the human liaison for the goblin tribe, a job he keeps secret and never wanted, thrust on him by an ancient family contract.

Then Kit starts dating Livy, and Skye draws Kit’s cousin Grady into the spell through an enchanted kiss in the woods. Skye and Grady are doomed to become goblins and disappear from humankind forever, unless Livy, the only one untainted by enchantment, can unravel the spell by walking a dangerous magical path of her own.

Excerpt

They had carried Skye up, up, up the trunks into a fantastically weird bunch of cobbled-together houses and bridges and mismatched dim electric lights that they had built all around a huge swath of evergreens. A treetop village, but its surfaces slimier and its inhabitants more disgusting than any of the fantasy fairylands Skye used to envision. Somehow she understood she could only see the place because she had taken their path and eaten the blackberry tart. She also understood that although she had only been carried a few hundred yards off the road, she was now almost totally out of reach of regular humans.

“You love these trees, yes?” their leader had said. Skye gathered her name was Redring.

“Yes.” Skye couldn’t lie, her tongue answering as if under some honesty potion. She still lay in the arms of half a dozen goblins, their prickly hands clamped all over her body.

“And you wanted to see us. You accepted our invitation. We are so flattered, darling one.” Redring leaned closer, her foul breath spilling across Skye’s face. “Some we would simply steal from, and leave to fall apart, but not you. You, we would like to keep.”

“Me. I want her,” another goblin said, bulling his way in against Redring’s shoulder. Or at least, Skye assumed it was a he. His voice was deeper and his gaze upon Skye more lustful—it made her shudder, but all she could do was avert her eyes.

Redring shoved him. “Be patient, Slide!” She grinned at Skye again and softened her voice. “You see, there is a procedure for this. You will go home again, but eventually, you will come to us.”

Someone shoved another sticky bite of food into Skye’s mouth: orange marmalade. She grimaced, but her obedient enchanted mouth chewed and swallowed it.

“You will want to,” Redring continued.

A different goblin crammed what tasted like musty mince pie into her mouth. She swallowed that too.

“You will lose your way in the human world.”

Another stuffed her mouth with stale cake with raspberry filling, gelatinous and with too many seeds. Tears of despair ran down her temples, yet she ate it.

“You will come to the woods and choose your mate.”

“Me!” the gruff goblin shouted, while someone smashed a handful of candied cherries into Skye’s mouth.

“Shut up!” Redring told him, and the others cackled. “She called to us, so she gets to choose. Besides, it’s more fun, watching to see who she picks.” She turned to Skye again. “And when you have withered enough among the humans, you will join us here. You will become goblin.”

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Molly Ringle grew up fascinated with folklore, fairy tales, and all things paranormal and has always loved the wet green forests of the Pacific Northwest. She lives with her family near Puget Sound and is inordinately fond of pretty gardens and ‘80s new wave music.

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The Mercenary Book Blitz

 
Genre: 
Adult, Science Fiction, Fantasy, Romance
Publication Date: August 25, 2017
Pages: 213
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She’s a prisoner of the Imperial Forces. He’s a nomad with a private mercenary army. Can a desperate girl’s risky gamble and a fierce warrior’s love turn the tide of war and alter the balance of power in their slice of space?

In a distant corner of the galaxy, Quadrant Five burns in the flames of a deadly war. The Budheya people are one of the worst affected. Once the most advanced civilization in the quadrant, they now struggle under the cruel yoke of Ketaari occupation.

Saakshi
Imprisoned by the Ketaari Imperial Forces, a young Budheya girl is sent to a distant space station to work in an alehouse. For a girl who has known only hardship in her short life, things could be worse. Until an old foe walks into the alehouse.

Zoran
Zoran is Hadari’Kor – notorious across star systems for their prowess in battle. Their fierce reputation allows them to retain their independence, even as others are forced to choose sides in the war. Drawn to a weary-eyed server girl, Zoran is forced to confront age-old traditions and question his role in the war.

The Prisoner & The Mercenary
Alone, friendless and far from home, Saakshi makes a desperate gamble to trust a formidable and enigmatic stranger whose hot gaze haunts her dreams. The fallout from this improbable pact reverberates across space. As a relentless enemy hunts her, Zoran must fight to protect Saakshi through a minefield of shifting alliances. When passion ignites amidst the embers of a smoldering war, will a warrior’s quest for justice bring a mighty Empire to its knees …

Author’s Note : A spirited and resilient girl, a fierce warrior with a conscience, a fiery passion that flares amidst the debris of a deadly war and a love that will alter the fate of an entire quadrant forms the tale of The Mercenary, a standalone story that sets the scene for The War Chronicles – a collection of SciFi Romance & Space Opera tales with romance, swashbuckling adventure & a sprinkling of action.

Excerpt

He swam towards the shore, wading out of the water to where she sat watching him. Saakshi watched her large warrior arise unhurriedly from the tranquil lake, the water spearing off his hard body causing his myriad colorful tattoos to gleam brightly on his gray skin in the light reflected off the plasma torches. He shook his head gracefully, sending an arc of water off his dark hair. The scattered droplets hung over him like a short-lived halo around his large muscled frame. Saakshi stared at him, frozen in place and unable to take her eyes off him. In that moment suspended in time, to the young Budheya girl gazing up in awe at her warrior, it felt as if the Pura herself had sent him for her – her own personal guardian angel charging in when she’d needed him the most.

“Like what you see?” inquired the husky voice she remembered so well from before.
Saakshi flushed, looking away from those molten dark eyes.
He came down gracefully on one knee beside her, gloriously unselfconscious in his nakedness.
“I do, too. Like what I see, that is” he said scratchily, his voice like sandpaper.
He used a large finger to gently nudge her chin until she met his eyes.
“You have me at your feet, tseriya. I hope you will show mercy.”

Lost momentarily in the burning eyes and mesmerized by the husky voice, Saakshi realized dazedly that he seemed to be kneeling before her. She scrambled up with a muffled sob to throw her arms around him, smothering his face and neck with little kisses.
“Tseriya” he asked, a hint of uncertainty in his voice. “Why are you crying?”
“I’m just so happy that you came back” she sobbed into his neck.
“Of course, I came back” he reiterated in some confusion, trying to dislodge her from his neck to meet her eyes. “Why wouldn’t I?”
“I thought you were off doing more important stuff now that I was safe with the Alliance” Saakshi hiccupped into his neck, resisting all his attempts to get her to meet his eyes.
“Tseriya” he cajoled. “I could never stay away from you.”
He cupped the back of her head with one hand.
“Tseriya” he said urgently. “Haven’t I proved already that I cannot stay away from you? That is what I cannot forgive myself for.”

It was the note of despair in his voice that finally got through to Saakshi. She loosened her clasp around his neck to lean back and scan his expression. A callused finger brushed away her tears carefully as they spilled over from her eyes but Saakshi barely noticed the tender gesture.

“Forgive yourself? What do you mean …” she trailed off uncertainly.
He said nothing, but what she saw in the dark eyes had Saakshi straightening her spine.
“You helped a stranger who came to you for assistance. You could have chosen to walk away. Without you, the Unta-Golar …” she stopped mid-sentence, her words cut off by the large finger Zoran laid gently across her lips.
The expression on his handsome face shuttered right before her eyes.
“I’m no hero, Saakshi” he said steadily. “I shamed myself – I took advantage of a young and desperate girl.”

It was Saakshi’s turn to lay a gentle finger on his lips to prevent him from further self-reproach.
“No” she shook her head forcefully. “Nothing happened between us that I did not want. Believe that if you believe nothing else, Zoran Hadari-Begur-Kor.”
She withdrew her finger from his lips. He remained silent but did soften enough to allow her to see the regret and despair in him.
“You came for me every single time” she reiterated a tad desperately. “When no else did.”
Zoran shook his head, clasping her hand to plant a soft kiss in her palm.
“Yes” he acknowledged. “But I also took advantage of you.”
Saakshi shook her head vehemently, desperate to make him believe that she had never felt coerced into an intimate relationship with him.
“You … you loved me like no one else had, Zoran” she whispered, shyness and embarrassment forgotten. “I was drawn to you, even before I went to you. I just … I was too inexperienced to know it.”
His expression twisted subtly at her soft admission. “I was not.”

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About the Author

An avid reader all her life, only recently has Petra allowed her own imagination to run riot. She loves to travel, loves the outdoors and reads everything she can get her hands on, time permitting. Her taste in books is very eclectic – she tends to like stories with vivid and quirky characters that have elements of fantasy, adventure, romance and mystery interspersed together. A good book for her is one that makes the reader think long after it has been finished and set aside. And, one that draws the reader back to it, again and again.
To share the tales that have lived in her imagination for so long is a labor of love and a lifelong dream come true for her.

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