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Thursday, 29 June 2017

Pre-Order Blitz 'Keeper Under Fire' by Jennifer Malone Wright

 
Title: Keeper Under Fire
Author: Jennifer Malone Wright
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Expected Release Date: August 15th, 2017
Cover Designer: Molly at We Got You Covered
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR


 
Blurb:
The Reapers are coming…
 
The Keepers are ready to fight … to defend their home and the souls, no matter what the cost.
 
Olivia Estmond is tired of waiting to be attacked. It is time for the Keepers to strike first against the Reaper Empress. Preparing to fight is not a new concept for Liv, but living with a target on your back is not something she has ever dealt with. The Reapers were ordered to take out the entire Estmond family, and unless the Keepers did something about it, they wouldn’t stop until their mission was complete.
 
Not long ago, Aiden was a high-ranking soldier in the Reaper Army, but now he has fallen from grace in the eyes of the Empress. More than that, he wants his best friend back. He grew up with Jack and the two were once like brothers. Now, more than ever, he needed his brother. However, what he didn’t expect from becoming a double agent, was the attraction to a sexy red headed Keeper that came with the job.
 
                
 
 
Jennifer Malone Wright is best known for her short story series, The Vampire Hunter's Daughter. Other works include the follow up to The Vampire Hunter's Daughter series called The Arcadia Falls Chronicles, The Graveyard Guardians series, and her vampire novel called Savior. Jennifer also co-authors a series called Once Upon A Zombie Apocalypse as well the Beary Tales series.
 
She resides in the beautiful mountains of northern Idaho with her husband and five children where she practices preparing for the zombie apocalypse. Just kidding!
 
But seriously, between the craziness of taking care of her children, Jennifer has little time left for herself. The time she does have left, usually leading far into the night, is spent working on her beloved fiction or chatting with her equally crazy friends.
 
Jennifer also loves coffee, has a passionate affair with red bull, wishes the sushi were better where she lives and dances while she cleans.
 
Author Links:  Website: www.jenniferwrightauthor.com
 
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Pick up Book One now, always free on all platforms: Amazon: http://amzn.to/2tlGwfU
 
 
 
 

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

Release Blitz 'Love in the Rockies' by USA Today Bestselling Author, Ciara Knight

 
Title: Love in the Rockies
Author: Ciara Knight
Genre: Historical, Western Romance
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb:
Josephine McKinnie wants to escape. Escape the aftermath of General Sherman’s march through Atlanta where he burned her land, her home, and her honor. In the hope for a new life far away from her memories and shame, Josephine travels to Colorado to marry a man that will never know the truth of her past. Hope is restored in her life, until she reaches the small town where she faces the disapproving mother-in-law, a man who threatens to reveal her secret, and her marriage bed.
 
Nathaniel Branson needs a wife if he’s to be mayor of Silver Ridge, Colorado, but his mother’s choice will never work. Not if he wants to keep his secret that he’s half a man. With the wounds of war leaving deeper scars than mere physical wounds, he hopes that the sweet woman-his soon to be -will appreciate the finery he can give her, even if he can’t give her the ultimate gift. Children.
 
 
Ciara Knight writes with a ‘Little Edge and a Lot of Heart’ with her contemporary and paranormal romance books. Her most recent #1 Amazon bestselling series, Sweetwater County, has topped the charts and received acclaimed reviews. Her international best-seller, Pendulum scored 4 stars from RT Book Reviews, accolades from InD’Tale Magazine and Night Owl Top Pick. Her young adult paranormal series, Battle for Souls, received 5 stars from Paranormal Romance Guild and Night Owl’s Top Pick, among other praises.
 
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Love on the Prairie: http://amzn.to/2sREGCo
Love in the Rockies:http://amzn.to/2tq1NFE
 
 
 
 

Cover Reveal & Giveaway 'Resurgence' by Sharonlee Holder

 
Title: Resurgence
Author: Sharonlee Holder
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Strong Image Editing
Publisher: Changing Tides Publishing
        
 
Blurb:
It’s been a thousand years since the Fates forced the gods into exile. Now they are preparing for war. A prophesied weapon is sought by both sides.  Eros and the resistance want to use it to win their freedom, while the Fates seek to find it first and destroy it.  Antara is the Tracker Eros needs, and finds herself drawn into a world she never knew existed—with feelings she may not be ready for.
 
    
 
South African, born and bred, Sharonlee Holder lives in one of the outer suburbs of Johannesburg in Gauteng, South Africa.Life is a happy and creative jumble of a husband, three grown daughters, one super cute grand-daughter, three dogs, a cat, and a mouthy African Grey parrot.Endless hours at the keyboard are supported by copious amounts of frothy coffee and ‘What ifs?’. Writing breaks are a blend of the big outdoors astride a motorbike, reading or watching anything and everything to do with fantasy, romance and the paranormal.
 
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Antara first became aware of the distant sound of running water. Caught in that Twilight Zone, between dreams and reality, she found herself transported backwards by a year, and a smile slipped across her mouth. In about five minutes, she’d be able to hear the strains of Abba’s “Mamma Mia” in her mother’s warm alto. It was her favourite shower song. That or “Dancing Queen.” More than once, Tara had teased her mother for her cheesy choice in music. It only made her sing louder until, finally, she’d whirl out in a cloud of magnolia-scented steam with a towel wrapped around her, using her hairbrush as a microphone.
 
Full wakefulness slung Antara back to the present when the water shut off and nothing but silence filled her ears. Sadness and longing welled up, threatening to engulf her. She refused to give in to it this time and sat up, groaning quietly when her head complained at the abrupt movement. Satin slid cool against her bare skin and pooled about her hips. It took a moment before she registered her nudity, and when she did, Antara snatched the sheets back up over her breasts.
 
The darkened room afforded no clues as to where she might be, and lacked a sense of familiarity that might have identified it as either her or Hailey’s bedroom. With fear and a horrendous headache chewing behind her eyes, she battled to find the last thing she could remember.
 
Dark, red hair and pale, amber eyes.
 
Oh, sweet Jesus. That Murphy guy had drugged her and brought her to his psycho lair. She was going to end up as one of those sad women on Cold Case with her body found only years later at the bottom of a mine shaft.
 
Before she’d managed to formulate a plan of escape, a bright rectangle of light opened up to the side of her. Silhouetted within its frame was a heavily built male figure. For a split second, she could have sworn she saw wings. That must have been some seriously good shit she’d been drugged with.
 
“You’re awake.”
 
The moment he spoke, she knew who it was. Sin and whisky purred across the air and tickled at her senses, spreading warmth between her thighs.
 
Clutching the sheet tighter against herself, Antara glared into the dark where she thought she’d seen him go. “Where are my clothes?”
 
“You were burning up; I had to cool you down.”
 
There must have been a dimmer switch nearby, for the darkness lifted a little and was replaced by a soft, buttery light. Antara swallowed her tongue when she caught sight of Ross.
 
Wearing only a towel wrapped around his lean hips, he presented a veritable feast of male flesh. Hard packed muscle and sinew overlaid by rich golden skin that rippled as he moved. Either he sunbathed starkers, or what she had thought was a tan on his forearms and face were simply his natural colouring. A spattering of smooth, black hair dusted his chest and appeared again at his navel where it formed a tempting downward strip. A path she’d happily follow under other circumstances. Flustered, Antara dragged her gaze upward to the tattoo inked across his left pec. An unusual design, it consisted of a knotted heart woven through with an infinity symbol in a continuous loop.
 
“You done?” he asked, cocking a brow in sly amusement.  “I can drop the towel if you like?”
 
Having been staring at the enticing slash of pelvic muscles that dove under the very item he was offering to discard, Antara blushed. Jerking her attention straight ahead, she caught sight of herself in the mirrored doors opposite the bed. She cast a surreptitious glance upward. No tacky mirrors on the ceiling. A tiny point in his favour. She swung her attention back in his direction. He was on the move again, prowling toward the bed with the air of a predator.
 
Oh dear God, yes, please! Wait, no! What the hell was she thinking? She didn’t know him from a bar of soap. Sure, he smelled amazing, and she couldn’t deny the way her body responded to his presence, but she wasn’t the girl that screwed strangers. She had more self-respect than that. Summoning her backbone, Antara narrowed a quelling look at him. “Don’t you dare come another step closer.”
 
He paused and tilted his head to one side in the manner of a dog hearing a strange sound. Then, he lunged at her and threw himself across the bed like a rugby player, diving over the try line.
 
A millisecond later, before she had a chance to process shock, the Adam’s Family theme song started up.
 
“Hey! That’s my phone!” She tried to grab it from his hand, but he was quicker and rolled away with it, leaving his towel behind and taking her sheet with him when it became tangled around his legs.
 
Left completely naked, they stared at each other for a few seconds. Shit got weird when his eyes flared an unearthly blue and he shuddered.
 
“You need to go. Now.” His voice rolled like thunder, and his body had gone as taut as a bow.
 
“Go where, exactly?” Clamping an arm across her breasts and covering her sex with her other hand, Antara scrambled awkwardly off the bed. “I don’t even know where the bloody hell I am! And while we’re at it, how dare you undress me while I’m passed out, you sick pervert.”
 
Ross dropped his chin and considered her from under the ledge of jet black eyebrows. A veritable heat wave rolled off of him, shimmering the air, caressing across her skin.
 
“Antara…”
 
A throbbing feral growl underscored the seductive way he said her name. Crushed velvet and satin. She was sure it was meant to be some sort of warning, but found she couldn’t move. Didn’t want to move.
 
 
                                                                                                
 
 
 
 
 
 

Release Day Blitz 'A Soul's Surrender' by Victoria Flynn

 
Title: A Soul’s Surrender
Author: Victoria Flynn
Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
Cover Designer: Airicka’s Mystical Creations
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
 
Blurb:With great power, comes great responsibility. That’s something Maya Thibodeau has found out the hard way.
Maya thought she had it all. She had defeated the man that sought to destroy everything she held dear and in the process, found the love of her life and saved her best friend. However, that was before the Loas decided to meddle in her life. If only she hadn’t signed that contract...
Now, she finds herself whisked away to the Land of the Dead and facing her own impending nuptials to the Baron Samedi.
Far from home and anything familiar, she must navigate the muddy waters of royal politics among those who would love nothing more than to see her fail. As if that weren’t hard enough, she must do it all while finding the Baron’s missing wife and battling the growing seed of darkness left by Drake.
The clock is ticking.
Only one thing is certain. War is coming and she will decide who wins and who loses…But, which side will she be on?
 
 
Victoria Flynn is a married mother to two daughters and a recent graduate of the University of Michigan. She married her high school sweetheart and together, they travel as often as possible. Mostly, frequenting the wonderful city of New Orleans. When she's not writing or working, she can be found with her nose buried in a good book or outside enjoying the unpredictable Michigan weather and doing mom stuff.
 
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A Soul’s Sacrifice: http://amzn.to/2sglAG9
 
A Soul’s Surrender: http://amzn.to/2te3BSg
Years ago, when I was sixteen, my friends thought it would be fun to visit one of those tarot card readers and have our fortunes told. At the time, I didn’t believe in such things, but being at the tender age of sixteen and needing to fit in overrode those thoughts. I went along, thinking maybe at the very least, the fortune teller would be a good laugh and weave some pretty fantasies for me and my friends, very generic ones that could apply to just about everyone.
The fortune teller had a small storefront in the local shopping district in Lafayette. She was gorgeous with her mocha skin and opulent garb covered in sequins and gemstones. Her presence demanded attention and respect when she entered the small room from behind a crushed velvet curtain. The stereotypical costume and her initial predictions didn’t stray from my expectations. My girlfriend’s fortunes held a man in her future, a death in the family for another, some would come into money, and others would be greatly successful.
Things changed though when she came to me. The tarot cards started off fairly run of the mill, but changed as she turned over each of the six cards. The Emperor—I would have success and achievement and an important man would help support me in my endeavors. The Lovers—I would have a great choice ahead of me, one with considerable risks. Death and the Tower—a turbulent or catastrophic change was coming to my life and such changes would conjure a lot of fear within myself. Strength—my negativity could become my downfall. The World card—I would be successful on my journey.
Madam Jeanine had seen great potential in my reading.
“May I read your palm?” she had asked, hand outstretched and concern carving deep lines into her face. Those lines grew deeper as she gazed at my hand while shooing my friends out of the room.
Waiting for her to say something, anything, I had simply looked around the room at all the trinkets she had fastened to the wall. Antique mirrors, tall pillar candles, and patchwork quilts decorated the space. In the corner of the room was a large alter covered in feathers, skulls, and a large brass bowl where incense smoke billowed up.
“Very strange indeed.”
Madam Jeanine, had sprung up from her seat and shuffled over to the small bookcase that sat hidden in the corner by draped tapestries. She had ran her finger over the spines before finding whatever it was she was looking for and plucking it up from its resting pace.
It was a black, leather bound book with no discernable title etched into its cover. Madam Jeanine had turned and looked me straight in the eye.
“I have a theory, but I just want to do one more test to make sure, you know, just to confirm my suspicions.”
I had nodded indifferently, going along for the ride. The fact that I was being held up, irritated me to no end, but I remained courteous as ever and tried not to let my irritation show. Madam Jeanine had walked about the room, blowing out the candles as she came upon them. She had grabbed a large white pillar candle and placed it in the middle of the table before me. She had fished a cloth sack out of the lower half of the altar and returned to the table. She inhaled deeply.
“Ready?” she’d asked.
I shrugged. “I guess so.”
I wasn’t sure where she was going with this or what was waiting in the bag, and I was a tad nervous to find out.
She had pulled a small pile of bones out of the bag and held them between her hands. Madam Jeanine started whispering to them too low for me to make out what she was saying; I knew from growing up in New Orleans that this was voodoo at its finest.
At sixteen, you think you know everything, both about yourself and about the world without ever really experiencing it. This situation was no different. I thought voodoo was superstitious bullshit that was ingrained into the very fabric that Louisiana was cut from. I paid no real attention to what Madam Jeanine told me on that very ordinary day with my friends.
Angie had poked her head into the room. “You going to be much longer?”
I’d waved her back into the other room and returned my attention to Madam Jeanine. The woman hadn’t wavered in her attentions to her tasks at all. My momentary distraction was all it took for Madam Jeanine to swoop in and prick my finger. Blood welled up where she had punctured my fingertip. She brought the bloodied metal into the flame of the candle.
My finger stung and I popped it into my mouth. I tasted the metallic tang of my blood as I attempted to staunch its flow.
Her eyes had popped open and she dumped the contents of her hands onto the table top, scattering the bones in every different direction. I looked down at the bones, not seeing how someone could make sense of those things. My gaze shifted back and forth between Madam Jeanine and scattered bits, waiting.
Madam Jeanine had looked back up at me, the twinkle in her eye shone brightly. “Maya, you have a hell of a road ahead of you.” She patted my hand. “One that will be filled with heartbreak and loss.”
I internally rolled my eyes at the cliché.
“You will find great love, to be sure. The everlasting kind,” she said with a kind smile. “But it will not last. He will be lost to you.”
I asked no questions of the woman, nor did I give much acknowledgment to her prophecy. Despite her ominous statement, she’d looked radiant, like she had just discovered a diamond mine.
I guess in a way, she had.
It’s funny the things you remember years later, when hindsight is twenty/twenty and crystal clear. Madam Jeanine had been right in everything she had said. I had experienced great loss; my parents had died when a megalomaniac murdered them so they wouldn’t be able to interfere with his future plans. My destiny had been written long before I was born, and I would be great. But would I be happy? I doubted it.
What the fortune telling voodoo woman had been the most right about was the very thing that hurt me the most. I had known great loss, but nothing greater than the despair I felt in that moment. Sitting there in my new bed chamber where the Baron Samedi had promptly deposited me upon my arrival to the Land of the Dead, I pondered how my life had come to this.
 
 
 

Freebie Book Blitz 'Daylight Follows' by Michelle Dare

 
Title: Daylight Follows
Author: Michelle Dare
Genre: NA Romance Standalone
    
 
Blurb:
Daylight Follows is a standalone new adult romance.
 
Direction and a sense of purpose for her life evaded Daniella Archer. She was in college, but her classes didn’t hold her interest. She had a boyfriend, but never got butterflies when he was near. Her two best friends were her lifelines, the ones who always stood by her. Then tragedy shattered her world and she sunk into a deep depression. She watched helplessly as the rainy sky mimicked her tears and the dark clouds, her mood.
 
Garrett Ramsey secretly loved Daniella throughout their high school years. When he moved away, he finally put those feelings behind him and moved on with his life, or so he thought. Just seeing Dani again brought all of the feelings he thought were long dead, straight to the surface again. She never saw him as more than a friend, so he didn’t tell her how he truly felt.
 
Two people, two paths, both missing something significant. Storms swirled all around and the blackness of night seemed to last forever. They dared to hope daylight would follow.
 
                
 
 
Michelle Dare is a romance author. Her stories range from sweet to sinful and from new adult to fantasy. There aren’t enough hours in the day for her to write all of the story ideas in her head. When not writing or reading, she’s a wife and mom living in eastern Pennsylvania. One day she hopes to be writing from a beach where she will never have to see snow or be cold again.
 
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Sunday, 25 June 2017

Release Day Blitz & Giveaway 'Pursuit of Charity' by Alexandria Sure

 
Title: In the Pursuit of Charity
Author: Alexandria Sure
Genre: New Adult –college/sports
Publisher: Beaumont Tower Press
Editor: Richelle McFate
Cover Designer: Jake Sager
          
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
 
Blurb:
He expected her to recognize him.
He expected her to be seduced by his charms.
He expected her to fall for him.
Expectations are a funny thing …
 
When his parents named him Herbert Lincoln James, they already had expectations that Linc would attend an ivy league university and go into politics. Linc didn't. As captain of his swim team, he was expected to win the big relay to carry his swim team to the state championship for the first time in decades. Linc didn’t. Society expected him to walk past her. He couldn’t.
 
She expected him to see through her.
She expected him to make her into a joke.
She expected him to be cruel.
Expectations are a funny thing …
 
                        
 
 
Alexandria Sure is from Michigan and adores her supportive family, her two rescue pups, and her mighty Spartans. Her coffee obsession leads her to writing in local coffee shops where characters come alive between salted caramel lattes and large cups of "cold brew extra cream two Splenda," which are usually on the counter when she walks in because the baristas know her car. (Thanks, Biggby!)
 
When she is not writing, she spends a great deal of her time perfecting her craft. She is an active member of Capital City Writers Association and attends several writing conferences each year.
 
Sure's first novel, Before Him Comes Me, is an unconventional romance of self-discovery, described by readers as "the first BDSM book with no sex."
 
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        In the Pursuit of Charity by Alexandria Sure
   
   
     

     
     

          by Alexandria Sure
     
     
         
            Giveaway ends July 31, 2017.
         
         
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