PRINCESS OF THE ROSE – Excerpt and Giveaway

PRINCESS OF THE ROSE

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About the Book:

thumbnailTitle: PRINCESS OF THE ROSE

Author: K.L. Bone

Pub. Date: April 26, 2018

Publisher: K.L. Bone

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 316

Find it: Amazon, B&N, iBooks, KoboGoodreads

 

Of all the codes they teach us… those of duty, honor, trust, loyalty… none ever speak of love.

The story is well-known. A Lorcan princess, who died at the hands of a wicked prince. And the captain, whose quest for vengeance knew no bounds.
But what if her death had been an elaborate plot?

Instead of murder, Princess Liza is taken captive by the cruel-hearted Prince Nicholi, with the reluctant assistance of Captain Erik, of the Muir Court Guard. Focused entirely on his own aspirations, the prince demands Liza consent to become his rose bride, which would place both her eternal soul, and her kingdom, in his pitiless gasp.

As the prince awaits his answer with withering patience, Liza’s only comfort comes in a guarded friendship with the Muir captain; a man torn between obeying the sacred vows of knighthood and his desire to protect the princess he has come to love.

Enraged beyond reason when discovering Erik’s devotion to the woman he considers his property, Nicholi forces Liza to make an impossible choice.

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Excerpt:

Princess of the Rose:

Black Rose VI

 Chapter I

“Silver roses,” a child’s voice sang again, carried by salty winds. “Silver roses of the sea.” The song fell to gleeful giggles as the child skipped along the garden’s center, fingertips running across petals of prominent roses, avoiding protruding thorns with ease. When the girl reached the wall’s end, she laughed, waving an arm in a wide, sweeping gesture. “Touch the petals! precor!”

Unable to refuse the insistent plea, the woman to whom she called extended a hand toward the green thicket of unnatural vines clinging to ivory walls, thriving above white sand where no vegetation should exist. At her touch, the petals darkened, as if ink now drizzled over the flowers, cascading toward the center of partially opened blossoms, turning the silver roses to violet.

The child squealed in delight, observing the deep purple leap from flower to flower, transforming the blooms across the garden wall.

When the violet cascade reached her, the girl held out a hand and raced back down the wall, reversing the transformation, changing the roses back to an iridescent silvery-white.

Walking the garden’s path, the woman’s careful steps contrasted with the carefree movements of her young companion. Her feet sank into the uneven terrain while she struggled over coarse sand.

Once, the ocean had been a thing of beauty. Now, it held only pain.

Nevertheless, she walked steadily toward the crashing waves, moving beyond the garden across the expansive beach.

When she reached the water’s edge, she paused, standing close enough for the tide’s froth to lick the fringes of her azure gown that billowed in the cold wind.

She drew a breath of salty air, but it came to her lungs unsteady, broken.

Her mind wandered to the night it had all begun. The agony endured not only by herself, but by those she loved.

As the waves rolled in and out, silver crests upon the blue water, she welcomed the sting of swirling sand as it whistled around her.

“My lady,” a deep, gentle voice disrupted her solitude.

She closed her eyes at the sound. “You came.”

“Yes, my lady.” His voice conveyed a deep-seated pain.

“You’re here.”

His hand touched her shoulder. “mi amor.”

“You shouldn’t have come.”

The knight moved closer, allowing her to settle against his chest, in spite of the act’s forbidden nature.

She took a breath and reached for his hand, keeping her eyes on the cerulean waves.

precor. Please, my lady, hold on for me.”

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About K.L:

KLK.L. Bone is a bestselling author of dark fantasy and paranormal romance. Her works include the bestselling Black Rose Guard dark fantasy series. The bestselling Flames of Kalleen paranormal romance series. The Rise of the Temple Gods fantasy series. And a stand-alone science fiction novel, The Indoctrination.

Bone has a master’s degree in modern literary cultures and is working toward her PhD. She wrote her first short story at the age of fifteen and grew up with an equally great love of both classical literature and speculative fiction. Bone has spent the last few years as a bit of a world traveler, living in California, London, and most recently, Dublin. When not immersed in words, of her own creation or studies, you’ll find her traveling to mythical sites and Game of Thrones filming locations.

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Giveaway Details:

1 winner will receive a $25 Amazon Gift Card, International.

 
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Tour Schedule:

Week One:

4/30/2018- BookHounds– Interview

5/1/2018- To Be Read– Review

5/2/2018- Two Chicks on Books– Review

5/3/2018- Mythical Books– Excerpt

5/4/2018- Owl Always Be Reading– Excerpt

 

Week Two:

5/7/2018- A Backwards Story– Review

5/8/2018- books are love– Review

5/9/2018- Hauntedbybooks13– Review

5/10/2018- Lilly’s Book World– Review

5/11/2018- A Gingerly Review– Excerpt

 

 

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Lost Until You Blog Tour – Excerpt Post

 

Today we have the blog tour for Kimberly Daniels’ LOST UNTIL YOU! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: LOST UNTIL YOU

Author: Kimberly Daniels

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Lost Until You:

Camryn Singer never imagined that she would return to the place where she lost everything. To grant a dying wish, she and her young son make the move back to the small Jersey beach town where she grew up, hoping to somehow find the missing pieces of her life. Determined to keep her heart guarded, the last thing she needs is the force that is sexy surfer, Cole Stevens, literally slamming into her life.

Struggling against growing feelings for Cole, Camryn tries to focus on life with her son. But when Cole picks the lock to her heart, Camryn knows he might be the one to change everything. Just when Camryn thinks she’s finally finding her happiness, a ghost from the past comes back to haunt her.

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Excerpt:

Grabbing a striped beach blanket hanging over the side of the lifeguard stand, he reaches for my hand to lead me away. As the houses that line the beach begin to disappear from sight, I have an idea about where we are going. When we reach the inlet, Cole boosts me up on the jetty and then leads me to an opening that is hidden behind the flat-top rocks that are exposed to the rough waters. He unfolds the blanket and spreads it over the damp sand between the rocks that hide us. The privacy of this spot makes me wonder how many teenagers sneak here for heavy make-out sessions.

As a small laugh escapes me, I tease, “So how many women have you brought here and had your way with?”

He guides me down and places me gently against the blanketed sand. “None at this point. But I’m hoping I can add one to my list by the end of the day.”

 

 

About the Author:

Kimberly Daniels is a middle school English Teacher who took the advice of her students to pursue her writing hobby as a career. When she’s not at her laptop dreaming up new happily-ever-afters, she can be found glued to the TV or Kindle consumed with a new show or book addiction. She lives with her husband and two daughters in in the suburbs of Philadelphia, spending weekends at basketball games, softball fields, and dance recitals.

 

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Platform Dwellers: Book Review and Giveaway

PLATFORM DWELLERS

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About the Book:

9781945654107Title: PLATFORM DWELLERS

Author: Katarina Boudreaux

Pub. Date: May 8, 2018

Publisher: Owl Hollow Press

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 268

Find it: AmazonGoodreads

 

On the remnants of oil platforms in the Gulf of Mexico and Dauphin Island, Joe is a typical Nob Platform teenager, except that her Mom left a year ago for a more social Platform, and her Dad sometimes forgets she exists. But she knows she wants a career in Communications, so her high school senior project “See-Saw” focuses on long-distance underwater connections. Drayton, Joe’s best friend, discovers lights moving on Land at the same time Joe picks up SOS signals with her See-Saw.
Though Land has been silent since technology was destroyed during the Moralist Revolution, Joe and Drayton discover that the Platform Planning Commission (PPC) seems to be ultimately responsible for the Bone Virus that precipitated the Revolution. They enlist the help of Flox, a debunked scientist, to take them to Land to investigate the remnants of human Land society—before the PPC can stop them. What they find on Land will forever change the course of their lives and the lives of all Platform Dwellers.

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Review:

YA dystopians will always be my jam. I really was blown away by the amount of thought, detail, and description that went into this story. I won’t give a huge review but enough to wet your whistle.

I loved all of the characters within this story! They were well developed, complex, and beautifully flawed. The protagonist, Joe, and her friends were fearless and I loved reading about them. I enjoyed reading the character arcs and seeing how much they grew over the course of their adventures. There is a bit of a romance with a handsome boy thrown into the story but as I promised – I won’t give anything away. It was well done and just enough to keep you hooked. Thankfully it was not the focus of the story and therefore more enjoyable to read. 🙂

The world building and overall plot were brilliant. I found myself completely sucked into this story and had a hard time leaving. The story was over before I knew it and that made me a little sad. There were plot twists that I didn’t see coming, which was the sign of a great writer.

Overall, I highly recommend this book to everyone! Give it a chance and let me know your thoughts. I believe Boudreaux did a masterful job with this story and I cannot wait to read more of her work.

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About Katarina:

KatarinaKatarina Boudreaux is a writer, musician, composer, tango dancer, and teacher—a shaper of word, sound, and mind. She returned to New Orleans after circuitous journeying.

Her chapbook “Anatomy Lessons” is available from Flutter Press.  Her play “Awake at 4:30” is a finalist in the 2016 Tennessee Williams Festival. Her novel “Still Tides” is a semi-finalist in the 2016 Faulkner-Wisdom competition.

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Giveaway Details:

1 winner will receive a finished copy of PLATFORM DWELLERS, US Only.

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Week One:

4/23/2018- Laura Holt Reads and Writes– Review

4/24/2018- Sincerely Karen Jo– Excerpt

4/25/2018- TMBA Corbett Tries to Write Interview

4/26/2018- Lauren is Reading– Review

4/27/2018- Colorimetry– Excerpt

 

Week Two:

4/30/2018- FUONLYKNEW– Excerpt

5/1/2018- Two Chicks on Books– Interview

5/2/2018- A Gingerly Review– Review

5/3/2018- The Reading Life– Spotlight

5/4/2018- BookHounds YA– Review

 

MONSTERLAND REANIMATED: Excerpt & Giveaway

MONSTERLAND REANIMATED

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About The Book:

monsterLand2_cover_23Title: MONSTERLAND REANIMATED

Author: Michael Okon

Pub. Date: April 13, 2018

Publisher: WordFire Press

Formats: Hardcover, Paperback, eBook, audiobook

Pages: 267

Find it: AmazonB&NiBooksKoboGoodreads

 

After Monsterland has been destroyed, the entire world is thrown into chaos. Wyatt Baldwin and his friends must go beyond the boundaries of their small town to reestablish contact with the outside world. During their journey they discover a new threat released from the bowels of the defunct theme park. The danger of werewolves, vampires and zombies pale in comparison to an army of relentless mummies, Vincent Conrad’s reanimated monster and the menace of a life-sucking ooze they call The Glob.  Wil Wyatt and his friends survive when they reenter the scariest place on earth?

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Excerpt:

Front page of the Copper Valley Sun

President of the US, World Leaders,and Thousands Dead

 

Many still missing as the world reels from the impact

of the Monsterland disaster

 

Multitudes are still unaccounted for and presumed dead. Escaping werewolves, vampires, and zombies of Dr. Vincent Konrad’s theme parks inexplicably escaped en masse and massacred unwitting parkgoers … Massive government shutdowns as the world teeters on the brink of chaos.

 

Chapter 1

The Night After the Monsterland Catastrophe

 

A bright moon painted the desert’s surface pewter. Here and there, dark spots soiled the landscape like oil spills. Most of the bodies had been taken before the troops were ordered to leave. They carted away the corpses, bulldozing the zombies into mass graves, until radios chirped with urgent orders deploying the soldiers to the bigger threats that erupted in the main cities like a chain of angry volcanos.

Monsterland was extinguished, its carcass left for the vultures to pick, the exhibits silent as a tomb.

The dead president and his equally dead entourage were whisked away on Air Force One, along with the dark-clad special operatives that came and left like the brisk desert wind that now howled through the empty streets.

A gate screamed in the silence, slamming with a reverberating smash. The uneven gait of someone with a physical challenge filled the void. The scrape and plod of his limp echoed against the wall of mountains framing the theme park. His labored breathing huffed as he made his way down the streets.

A door creaked loudly as it was blown by the wind. He stopped, his distorted figure silhouetted in the pale moonlight, his body turning silver. He looked at the broken glass littering the pavement like diamonds, then up to the still, pre-dawn sky. He considered the sun peeking over the jagged horizon in the east, its golden light painting the dips and hollows of the hills. Soon the coming day would chase the darkness away.

Time was the enemy now. He had to move faster, or it would be too late. He picked up his pace, lurching along the winding road. A keening howl ricocheted through the streets, bouncing off the walls. It sounded like a … no, he thought, it couldn’t be. The werewolves were all dead. Destroyed by Vincent Konrad when he made their heads explode.

The old man paused, listening for it again, and was not disappointed when the animal whimpered. He gauged it to be inside the defunct vampire exhibit. He moved toward the entrance. The storefronts had been destroyed. A few body parts lay on the pavement, as if people had discarded them in a rush. He heard the scraping of paws on the street and a shiver went down his crooked spine.

He knew the werewolves were dead; he had seen it with his own eyes. A figure detached from the shadows. Igor flattened himself against the wall. He watched it move stealthily down the street, stopping when it scavenged a morsel of rotting flesh. It looked up to stare at Igor, its eyes glowing in the darkness.

A coyote? He waved a hand, dismissing it. It had to be a coyote; it was too small to be a wolf, too big to be a dog. The beast twitched its ears, then resumed its meal.

Igor knew the coyote was not a threat, and he continued his mission. His lame foot hit a can, sending a cacophony of sound like an explosion in the deserted park. The beast dropped the bone it was gnawing on, sniffing the area. Its iridescent eyes searched the streets.

It could be a baby wolf, Igor thought, keeping himself as still as possible. He felt it watching him, even from this distance. It was not a threat, yet.

Igor skittered away, hugging the walls of Monsterland, putting as much distance as he could between them. Not an easy feat, considering his distorted hips. He muttered to himself about carrion and the wind. His eyes darted nervously, scouring the hills, not exactly sure what he was looking for. Adrenaline coursed through his veins. His heart pounded so loudly he was certain that the creature watching him could hear it too.

His feet stumbling to a halt, he bent over, gasping for air, cursing Vincent and those meddlesome teenagers, as well as the rest of the world.

The beast gave another mournful howl that went right through him. Igor glanced at his empty hands, berating himself for not bringing a weapon. He searched his surroundings for anything to protect himself.

Then he saw it, one of the axes they had on almost every corner. All of them had been pulled from their protective cases. One was lying in a pool of coagulating blood, the blade long gone. He picked up the broken axe handle, turning in a semicircle. He was ready for an attacker.

A new, larger outline made his heart quiver with fear. It crouched in a corner, its snout covered with blood. This one was bigger, not a coyote, a wild wolf. Wait, he thought. Weren’t the gray wolves of California all but extinct?

Igor narrowed his eyes. The beast was a light reddish brown and not the silver gray of a wolf ’s pelt. A chain hung from its neck, the pendant of a werewolf ’s head dangling, emerald eyes flashing. What was it? Was it a mutant coyote? A wolf ? Some weird hybrid, he wondered for a minute, his breath harsh in his ears. They watched each other soundlessly.

A hybrid then. He’d heard about them, a rare mixture of wolf and coyote. What did they call them? Coywolves …? or was it Woyotes? He shrugged indifferently. Perhaps someone’s pet, he decided. Igor’s mirthless laugh came out like a snort.

The coywolf stood still, its ears alert, its head cocked as if it was observing him.

Igor dropped the makeshift weapon, calling out, “Eat the rest of your meal, you dumb beast.”

The animal continued to watch him, its two front paws on the remains of a zombie’s chest.

Igor wiped his forehead, waiting, his eyes coming back to search the village, confirming it was empty, except for the carrion eaters like the coyotes and vultures. He looked up, noting the circling predators waiting for him to move on.

“Interrupted your meal,” he chuckled. Just the local scavengers looking for food. That was all; the shadows revealed nothing else. Satisfied he was alone, he moved on. He had work to do.

A paper flew past him, hitting a kiosk as the wind plastered it against its surface. It flapped like a dying bird. Igor reached over, taking the fluttering paper, peering at the map of the park, the one they gave people as they entered Monsterland. A bark of laughter escaped his mouth.

He looked up at the giant monolith that was once the Werewolf River Run, its hulking shape obscuring the horizon. “You are here,” he giggled, pointing a grimy finger on the paper’s surface. He dragged his deformed body further down the pavement. The storefronts that used to be Monsterland’s Main Street yawned vacantly, the wind whistling through the narrow alleyways. “Now, you are here,” he laughed. Shouting, he listened to the sound of his voice bouncing off the blood-splattered walls.

He made his way to the back end of the zombie village, feeling like the last man on earth. He glanced around at the desolate landscape. His home, the beautiful theme park, was little more than ruins destroyed by the army.

His nose twitched from the fetid smell of rot. The US Army had massacred the zombies. The troops came like a force of nature wiping out everything in its path, every last one of them blown away by the troops.

They were black ops, special forces, he knew from their uniforms. He wondered if things were indeed going as planned. He shrugged, knowing right now nothing mattered except for what he had to do. The irony that he was just about the most important man on earth brought more amusement to his smile.

The local police force was gone, as were the leaders of most countries in the world. He knew all was chaos outside, perhaps even war, each nation blaming the next for the loss of their leadership. Not to worry, he thought. Vincent left America in capable hands.

Dreams do come true, he snickered. Nightmares too, he finished the thought. A long line of drool pulled at his lower lip. He paused at a pothole in the road, decomposing body parts glistening, the disappearing moon turning the bits of bone and brains pearly.

Anxiety bloomed in his chest as he passed the opaque windows of Vincent’s derelict Monsterland hotel, the Copper Valley Inn. He hated that place. Abandoned construction vehicles were frozen in their spots, testimony to the hotel’s unfinished business.

Despite the pastel colors of its exterior, it sat like an ominous crypt to the part of the theme park that Vincent could never control. Told Vincent it was a money pit. Crews couldn’t work because … well, it didn’t matter anymore. The help was all dead. He thought he saw a light flicker in the window, but when he turned, he realized it was nothing more than a sputtering gas lamp that had never been disconnected.

He stood for a while, staring for more activity, and then jerked with the realization that he waited too long and wasted precious time. Surely no one expected him to go searching during the heat of battle.

Vincent said it was enough time to set up the timetable. Vincent knew everything, and Igor felt his panic ebb. It had been barely twenty-four hours since the attack. For all he knew, he could be on a fool’s errand.

He pressed his hand on his hip, his back screaming with resentment at so much movement. He was not used to any exercise. He sighed, wiping his brow with the ragged end of his costume, the lace scratching his skin. He caught the cuff, snagging the material with his teeth, tugging it free from his velvet jacket. He loathed the show and was glad he’d never have to endure the humiliation of performing again, especially with the vamps. Those condescending, blood-sucking parasites. He wouldn’t have to worry about them anymore, he thought with satisfaction. Vincent had promised he’d not have to endure them for long, living up to his part of the bargain quite nicely. They were gone, torn apart by the werewolves or transformed into a tasty dinner by the zombies. Either way, they wouldn’t be bullying him with their nasty insults. Something buzzed around him, and he swiped at it.

It felt as though he walked to the other side of the earth. Why Vincent had to pick Zombieville to make his last stand, he’d never know. The Werewolf River Run would have been much more convenient. It was getting lighter now, and he could easily make out the smoking devastation.

He searched the horizon, his eyes resting on the burnt wreckage of a golf cart, the torched skeleton listing at an odd angle.

Pulling his lame foot, he pushed himself as fast as his body could travel, his breath hitching with the effort.

The corpse was gone. He knew they would have taken that for DNA testing, proof that the enemy was vanquished. The only things left were the putrid carcasses from Monsterland, the decaying zombies, massacred vampires, and what was left of the werewolves after Vincent had exterminated them.

He climbed a small hill, his bad leg screaming with pain. Igor crowed with triumph when he saw it, the discarded lump of flesh, lying forgotten in a ditch, face down. He shivered as the desert wind stirred and eddied around him. Damn, but it was desolate here.

He hunkered down, forcing himself to skitter on the hardpacked earth. He wondered what his son, the vice president—no, he corrected himself, the new president of the United States, Mr. Nate Owens—would think of his father now, scrambling like a dung beetle in the dirt.

He cursed. The drool was back, dripping from his mouth like a sparkling spider web. Instead of rising—it was beyond him at this point—he shimmied over to the severed head, reaching forward, reverently, grabbing it by the matted hair, and grasping it to his chest.

The black eyes stared back dully, the dark depths reflecting the hunchback’s twisted smile.

Vincent Konrad’s lifeless face lay in his hands, the pale lips open in a soundless scream.

“I’m so happy I could kiss you, Vincent!” he told the decapitated head. He cradled the face of his friend. “We’ll get you fixed up in no time.”

The moon bathed the face a pale blue. The hunchback jiggled the dead weight, cackling with delight as the one papery eyelid drooped as if it were winking.

In the distance, that coywolf howled, making Igor suck in his breath with fear. He tucked the head under his arm as he struggled back up the small hill, mumbling something about Plan B.

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Title: MONSTERLAND

cover8Author: Michael Okon

Pub. Date: October 13, 2017

Publisher: WordFire Press

Pages: 214

Formats: Paperback eBook

Find it: AmazonB&NiBooks, TBD, Goodreads

 

Welcome to Monsterland, the scariest place on earth.

When world markets are decimated by a crippling plague, philanthropist, and billionaire businessman, Vincent Konrad decides to place monsters in a theme park setting to promote education and tolerance. Copper Valley is chosen as the primary site for the park in the United States.

Wyatt Baldwin, a high school senior is dying to go to the opening and when he lands special passes to the park, he and his friends are expecting the experience of a lifetime.

After all, in a theme park where real zombies, werewolves, and vampires are the main attractions, what could possibly go wrong?

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Book Trailer:

 

Link:

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About Michael:

michael okon headshotMichael Okon is an award-winning and best-selling author of multiple genres including paranormal, thriller, horror, action/adventure and self-help. He graduated from Long Island University with a degree in English, and then later received his MBA in business and finance. Coming from a family of writers, he has storytelling in his DNA. Michael has been writing from as far back as he can remember, his inspiration being his love for films and their impact on his life. From the time he saw The Goonies, he was hooked on the idea of entertaining people through unforgettable characters.

Michael is a lifelong movie buff, a music playlist aficionado, and a sucker for self-help books. He lives on the North Shore of Long Island with his wife and children.

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2 winners will receive a signed finished copy of MONSTERLAND REANIMATED, US Only.

 

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Tour Schedule:

Week One:

4/30/2018- Devouring Books– Review

4/30/2018- A Gingerly Review– Excerpt

 

5/1/2018- Novel Novice– Guest Post

5/1/2018- Cindy’s Love of Books– Spotlight

 

5/2/2018- Twirling Book Princess– Excerpt

5/2/2018- Reese’s Reviews– Spotlight

 

5/3/2018- A Dream Within A Dream– Excerpt

 

5/4/2018- FUONLYKNEW– Spotlight

5/4/2018- Dazzled by Books– Excerpt

 

Week Two:

5/7/2018- Sweet Southern Home– Review

 

5/8/2018- BookHounds YA– Interview

5/8/2018- Two Chicks on Books– Excerpt

 

5/9/2018- Birdie Bookworm– Review

5/9/2018- Owl Always Be Reading– Excerpt

 

5/10/2018- Don’t Judge, Read– Review

 

5/11/2018- Books A-Brewin’– Excerpt

 

 

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Lost Until You: Release Day Blitz

Today I am thrilled to be a part of the release day blitz for Kimberly Daniels’ LOST UNTIL YOU! Check it out and be sure to grab your copy today!

Title: LOST UNTIL YOU

Author: Kimberly Daniels

Genre: Contemporary Romance

About Lost Until You:

Camryn Singer never imagined that she would return to the place where she lost everything. To grant a dying wish, she and her young son make the move back to the small Jersey beach town where she grew up, hoping to somehow find the missing pieces of her life. Determined to keep her heart guarded, the last thing she needs is the force that is sexy surfer, Cole Stevens, literally slamming into her life.

 

Struggling against growing feelings for Cole, Camryn tries to focus on life with her son. But when Cole picks the lock to her heart, Camryn knows he might be the one to change everything. Just when Camryn thinks she’s finally finding her happiness, a ghost from the past comes back to haunt her.

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Exclusive Excerpt:

I start to graze my hands over his arms, tracing his tattoo of a rose within a cracked heart with my fingers. My need for him is screaming over my rational side, which tells me to slow it down. But I want every part of his body over and over again, and if I don’t get it, I might just explode. I have to let Cole know there is nothing more I crave right now than our bodies intertwined together as we discover what can make us moan and the places that will cause us to scream.

“Did I ever tell you how sexy you are, Mr. Stevens?” I whisper into Cole’s ear.

Either Cole is stunned by my forwardness or planning a way to get me on my back like he promised before, his stroking hands freeze on my waist. His comforting gaze transforms into a hunger that needs to be fed. I watch as a seductive smirk appears on his face. In a husky voice, he warns, “I think I already told you what I’d do to you if you called me that again?”

“Hmm… I think I might remember that. Maybe I’m just waiting for you to follow through.” I hold his gaze and plant a soft kiss on his lips.

He tilts his head and cocks his eyebrow, suggesting that he is going to take my challenge. Sweeping my legs out from under me, Cole floats me over to the oversized lounge chair and gently places me down on my back. He slowly crawls up and kisses each part of me until he reaches my lips.

While he teases every inch of my body, my hands are weaving through his hair, feeling the short silky strands beneath my fingers. Every time his lips touch my skin, I tug at his hair and a moan would rise in his throat.

I pull his mouth to mine and savor the taste of him. My hands leave his hair and run down the lines of his carved chest, tracing around his nipples. Feeling the hairs rise from his skin, I travel further south over the ridges of his stomach muscles and then slowly slide my hands under the waistband of his shorts. I let them teeter there and tease him to arousal.

“God, Cam, you’re gonna kill me.” He runs his tongue down my neck and over the exposed part of my stomach, cupping his hand over my core. He murmurs in between contact. “I. Need. This. Right. Now.”

With a sigh, I beg, “Please, Cole … take it … take me.”

 

 

About the Author:

Kimberly Daniels is a middle school English Teacher who took the advice of her students to pursue her writing hobby as a career. When she’s not at her laptop dreaming up new happily-ever-afters, she can be found glued to the TV or Kindle consumed with a new show or book addiction. She lives with her husband and two daughters in in the suburbs of Philadelphia, spending weekends at basketball games, softball fields, and dance recitals.

 

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The Sweet Life: Book Excerpt & Giveaway

THE SWEET LIFE

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About the Book:

Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000447_00006]Title: THE SWEET LIFE

Author: Dakota Star

Pub. Date: March 28, 2018

Publisher: Limitless Publishing, LLC

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 176

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Alexis takes her job very seriously. As one of the younger account executives, proving herself in the workplace is much more important than having a love life. And now that she’s been assigned a dude ranch account, she’s more determined than ever to show her doubters that she has what it takes.
Unfortunately there’s a tall, hot-tempered, brown-eyed cowboy who manages to distract Alexis from her goal by grabbing her attention…in a non-professional kind of way.

Mitch is the cowboy of her dreams—and also a distraction her career can’t afford.
And the real doozy? He also happens to be the ranch owner’s son, and this little fact alone has the potential to ruin everything for this city girl.

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Excerpt:

Alexis followed Mitch outside, butterflies tickling her stomach. The crisp night air smelled delightful after the crowded, stuffy bar. They passed by a bonfire at the edge of the lake, roaring red and orange. Children scurried around with marshmallows on sticks while parents watched on. He kept hold of her hand as they climbed a rugged, twisting path. Alexis slipped a couple times, prompting Mitch to put a gentle hand against her back. Her lungs ached by the time they reached the top. So much for all the money she spent on cardio and kickboxing. They settled on a large boulder, shoulder to shoulder. Small trees lined up like soldiers behind them. In front of her, a valley lay dark and undisturbed, the only noise a faint echo from the dude ranch.

“Look up,” he said.

She did, and all her negative thoughts fled. Heavenly was now a term she better understood. The stars above shone bright and numerous, so many she couldn’t even attempt to count them. She hardly ever stargazed in New York, where the night stars battled streetlights and neon store signs.

“It’s spectacular,” she said.

“No. You are.” He turned her head toward his with a gentle hand and kissed her. At first, their lips barely met, but soon his lips devoured hers. Time stood still under the eternity of the stars, and she lost herself in his touch. “What number is your cabin?” He broke the connection.

“Three.” It was hard to think, and forming words became a chore. “Why?”

“Why do you think?” Grabbing her hands, he helped her up before they hastened down the hill. His pace quick, she struggled in the dark to keep up.

She should have thought about what might happen, but her mind focused on not falling and the sweetness of his large, calloused hand holding hers. She didn’t want to think anyway. She wanted a night of doing. She was good at getting things done.

She fumbled getting the key into the lock as they entered the small cabin. Mitch tugged his shirt over his head, taking his cowboy hat with it. Alexis watched, admiring the coil of muscles in his arms, every bit the rugged cowboy with his jeans slung low on his narrow hips, the outline of a beard on his cheeks, and his hair mussed from under his cowboy hat.

He placed a surprisingly gentle hand on her cheek. His soft kiss caused flames to erupt in her stomach. Butterflies be damned, this was a heat she had never known. The bed was directly in front of them. When he gently sent her falling onto it, she hit the scratchy coverlet with less grace than she had hoped. She couldn’t help that her mind worked overtime, even with a half-naked cowboy in front of her.

“They need new covers on these beds. These are not romantic. But we can take it off. I’m sure the sheets are soft.”

He smiled at the surly remark, moving over her. “I’ll be sure to let my father know tomorrow after I give you all the romance you’ve ever wanted, plus some.”

Alexis bolted up, hand hitting his naked chest, pushing him back. “Excuse me? Your father?”

“My father owns this place. He bought it after he retired from New York Hospital. He was head of surgery for close to twenty years but wanted to try something different.”

“You’re Dr. Johnson’s son?”

“So what? What does that have to do with us?” Confusion laced the words.

“Our firm was hired by him. I’m working on the dude ranch’s marketing and rebranding account. I came to the ranch to get a firsthand understanding of how it worked.”

“What?” His stare turned hard and probing.

She tucked back loose strands of hair behind her ears. “Your father just hired my company to rebrand and revamp the image of the ranch.”

“He did what? I told him not to do that. Shit, he went behind my back and hired people from the city who know nothing about running a real ranch.”

“I came here to help.”

“You can’t help. You don’t know how to help, and there is no way you could imagine everything that goes into running a ranch from a skyscraper in New York City.”

“That’s not true.” She heard the doubt in her own words.

“Did you tell my father you were coming to the ranch?”

It was Alexis’s turn to be confused. “No.”

“You came out here to snoop around without telling anyone.” Anger and confusion tore through his words. “You sure you’re not just trying to take the ranch for all it’s worth? My dad wouldn’t know any better.”

“Your dad did the right thing hiring my firm. I only came out here to see what I could do to improve the place.” She stood tall, meeting his eyes, but the top of her head barely reached his chin.

“Bullshit.” He pulled away from her. “There is nothing wrong with this ranch. It’s a working dude ranch with livestock. The three years I’ve been here, I’ve seen people come because it’s authentic. Scratchy bed coverings and all.”

“I can’t do this with you.” Alexis circled away from the bed. “It wouldn’t be right with your father as my client.”

He spat the words out. “You’re from the city. You don’t understand anything. You come out here, without telling my father, to snoop around and try to find dirty little secrets, and then complain about how it’s not as ritzy or as wonderful as New York, but we want it to be nothing like the city.”

“You should go.” She pointed at the door.

“Damn right, I’m going. You should head back to your penthouse.”

She crossed her arms over her chest.

“I’m here for the weekend and there is no way you are telling me to leave early.”

Mitch shook his head in frustration. “I just met you and you’re making me act crazy.” Mitch turned on his heels, retrieving his shirt and hat from the floor. “I need some time to think.” He flung himself out the door. It slammed behind him.

Alexis sat back down on the bed in shock. She couldn’t have imagined a worse weekend.

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About Dakota/Lisa:

LisaLisa Acerbo is the author of numerous books including Wear White to Your Funeral. Two new releases will be available in 2018.

 

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2 winners will receive a $10 Amazon Gift Card, International.


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Tour Schedule:

Week One:

4/23/2018- Sincerely Karen Jo– Interview

4/24/2018- To Be Read– Review

4/25/2018- BookHounds– Guest Post

4/26/2018- A Gingerly Review– Excerpt

4/27/2018- Owl Always Be Reading– Excerpt

 

Week Two:

4/30/2018- Spilling Words– Spotlight

5/1/2018- TMBA Corbett Tries to Write– Interview

5/2/2018- Love in a time of Feminism– Review

5/3/2018- Two Chicks on Books– Guest Post

5/4/2018- Jaime’s World– Excerpt

 

 

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SST Book Tour: Sky In The Deep – Review

Sky In The Deep

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Goodreads Link:

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34726469-sky-in-the-deep

 

About the Author:

Final_Young, Adrienne_NO CREDITAdrienne Young is a born and bred Texan turned California girl. She is a foodie with a deep love of history and travel and a shameless addiction to coffee. When she’s not writing, you can find her on her yoga mat, scouring antique fairs for old books, sipping wine over long dinners, or disappearing into her favorite art museums. She lives with her documentary filmmaker husband and their four little wildlings beneath the West Coast sun.

 

 

 

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Amazon- US:   https://www.amazon.com/Sky-Deep-Adrienne-Young/dp/1250168457/ref=sr_1_sc_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1521141342&sr=1-1-spell&keywords=sky+in+th+edeep

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Synopsis (GR):

Sky in the Deep_cover imageSeventeen-year-old Eelyn’s world is war. Raised to fight alongside her Aska clansmen in a generations-old blood feud against the Riki, her life is brutal but simple: fight and survive. Until the day she sees the impossible on the battlefield—her brother, fighting with the enemy—the brother she watched die five years ago.

Faced with her brother’s betrayal, she must survive the winter in the mountains with the Riki if she wants to make it back to the fjord after the thaw. But when she begins to see herself in the people she’s been taught to hate, the world Eelyn once knew begins to crumble. And after the village is raided by a ruthless clan many believe to be a myth, Eelyn is given no choice but to trust Fiske, her brother’s friend who has tried more than once to kill her. Together, they must end the blood feud between their clans or watch their people be slaughtered.

A lush, Viking-age inspired fantasy about loyalty, forgiveness, and the definition of family.
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Review:

This book did not mess around. If you want action – if you want adventure – if you want non-stop – you need to pick up this book. Young did not disappoint. You find out from the start that Eelyn is one tough mamba-jamma that is not to be messed with. She can handle herself and there is never a question of that. Her character is the true definition of the word FIERCE.

When I started this, I will admit I was hesitant because a YA version of a Viking story might come across a little weak or fluffy but that is not the case here. Young can write one hell of a story. She pulled me in from the start and never let me go. I was immediately sucked into a fast-paced and gripping story of a protagonist that knows what she wants. It didn’t get better than this story and I don’t know how Young is going to top this other than just keep writing… forever.

I hope you all realize how much I am struggling to NOT give anything away! I just want everyone to get their hands on a copy of the gem and submerse themselves into the rich and colorful world Young created. The pages will turn so quickly and it will be over before you know it. That’s what happened to me. I could not get enough and I know everyone is going to be saying the same thing. This is one book you do NOT want to miss out on.

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