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Release Blitz ~ The Lost Link by Michelle Bryan

3/24/2020

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Title: The Lost Link
Author: Michelle Bryan
Genre: Fae Fantasy
Cover Designer: Gombar Sanja
Editor: Rebecca Jaycox
Publisher: Harris Publishing
Publication Date: March 23rd, 2020
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb:
I die every night in my dreams.
 Add to that the hallucinations of people I've never met and creatures that don't exist, and you can see why I don’t work well with others. People usually steer clear of weirdos that can't tell reality from illusion.
That all changed the day a dragon attacked. Yup, you heard me.   A real-life, smoke breathing dragon hunted me down in the middle of a school day. I only escaped because I jumped through a fire portal into a realm of magic. No biggie, right?   
When I thought things couldn't get any worse, I meet him. The Fae Prince. Eyes of jade, ebony hair, and a smile that made my knees weak. Too bad he was my mortal enemy sent to finish what the dragon started.
Now faced with parallel worlds, a daring rescue plan, and an evil queen bent on taking over the universe, only one thing is for certain.
I’m in way over my head.
Michelle Bryan is a USA Today Bestselling author. She resides in Nova Scotia, Canada with her three favorite guys; her hubby, son, and fur baby, Garbage.
She is a huge fan of The Walking Dead and Game of Thrones, and never misses an episode. She also believes every day should consist of reading, writing, chocolate, and coffee-not necessarily in that order.
Author of The Crimson Legacy Trilogy and The Bixby Series. You can find out more about her books by visiting her website at http://www.michellebryanauthor.com/ or follow her on Goodreads or Facebook.
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Twitter: https://twitter.com/michellebry101
Bookbub: https://www.bookbub.com/authors/michelle-bryan
Website: https://www.michellebryanauthor.com/
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Bish ran a weary hand over his wrinkled cheek. “This will be very difficult for you to understand, Jette girl, but everything you see is very real. We are no longer in Contigo Springs. We are no longer in the world you know.”
    “No longer in the world I know? What the hell does that even mean?” I stared at Bish in bewilderment before my panicked brain provided another explanation. “Wait. I get it.” I shook a finger at Bish as laughter bubbled in my chest. “This is a prank, isn’t it? You set this up. I’m on candid camera.” The laughter escaped. “Good one, Bish. Okay camera dudes,” I cupped my hand to my mouth and yelled into the trees. “You can come out now. I’m onto you.”
    A hand grabbed my arm and pinched tight with a surprisingly strong grip. “Stop yelling. We’re in the middle of Dagger Woods. There are things in Dagger Woods you do not want to attract the attention of.”
   “Like what?” I asked.
   Her eyes darted over my shoulder and grew wide as her face paled.
   “Like that!”
   I turned and followed her pointing finger. I really wish I hadn’t.
   The dragon-wolf thingy was there. Same one? Different one? I didn’t know. And right now my terror didn’t care. It stood upright on its hind legs; its large wings folded neatly across its back. It was big…maybe seven feet or more. The black scales flecked with blue, glistened wetly in spots where the sun broke through the dead trees. Its yellow eyes, spaced wide across its long snout full of blades, studied us with a malevolence that I could feel deep into my bones. It wasn’t like one of those ugly dogs that turned out to be friendly and just misunderstood, stories. Nope. There was no misunderstanding this thing’s intent.
    “Morqual,” Bish breathed over my shoulder and my own breath caught in my throat.
     “Tell me that’s Latin for run,” I squeaked.
      Bishop glanced at the tiny girl. “Can you…”
      “No. The portal took all that I have. I can’t fight it.”
       “Give me the wielder.” The voice was hoarse, guttural. Every bit of skin erupted in goosebumps as terror fizzled in my gut and quickly spread to the rest of me. The damn thing spoke. Just like my dream.
       “Bish?” I squeaked in fear as the beast stomped our way, the ground shaking under our feet.
     “Run.”
     Even as Bishop’s affirmation fell from his lips, my butt was already making a break for the gnarled clump of trees farthest away from where the beast stood. My thought process at the moment; get as far away from that thing as I could.
     Branches tore at my clothes as I hurtled through the forest, scratching at my face and bringing tears to my eyes. Sweat mingled with the tears, stinging my eyes and blurring my vision. I scrubbed them away with my fist, not slowing my stride. Crying was not an option when you were running for your life.
     Heart in mouth, I kept running. By the time I stumbled out of the thorny trees and into a clearing of stunted, brown grass, I’d felt like I’d been severely whipped by with a cat o’nine tails and I suddenly knew why this stupid place was called Dagger woods.
      Taking a quick glance behind me to ensure I wasn’t in immediate danger, I allowed myself a few moments to nurse the stitch in my side. Doubled over I gulped air into my empty lungs. No dragon on my tail. Good. But no Bish or sprite girl either. Not good. I’d lost them both in my mad dash through these damn trees. Great. Just effin’ great. Lost and alone in some weird hallucination. Dream? Whatever was going on here. And being chased by a mythical creature. I needed to get out of my own head right now.
    Reaching on instinct for the bag that was always attached to my back, I cussed softly as I came up empty. Dammit. I left the stupid thing back at the dojo. My backpack with all my medications. So not good. I had two choices. Get back to the dojo as fast as I could or find the nearest pharmacy. Without my pills to calm me down this hallucination was going to drive me straight over the edge and I couldn’t afford another trip to the loony bin.
    Snap.
    A tiny squeal dropped from my lips as a fresh rush of adrenaline flooded my body and my muscles clenched in alarm. I whirled on the shadow teasing my peripheral, fists raised. My heart pounding in my throat, I prepared to face the smoke-blowing beast. Instead I came face to face with the sword wielding, swarthy dude haunting Contigo High’s hallway this morning. Had it just been this morning? Seemed like it was a week ago. Shit, I was losing track of time.
    Unlike my early morning vision of him, Zorro appeared fully fleshed out this time. His dark hair was cropped tight to his head, with a hairline that dipped into a widow’s peak. His golden skin was bronzed darker across the planes of his face—high cheekbones chiseled by the gods, strong jaw, straight nose. Dark fringed eyes so emerald green it looked like he was wearing a pair of cheap colored contacts.
On his hip a long, broad sword hung, his hand lightly touching the red hilt, and his sleeves pushed up over forearms tanned and corded with muscle. His hands and arms were covered in markings, etched both with scars and tattoos. Beautiful as he was, he was forbidding and scary, and a chill encapsulated my whole body.
I found myself drawn back to those eyes. Luminous, mesmerizing and achingly beautiful, they drew me in like a moth to a flame. I think I even took a couple of steps closer before the jolt of electricity in my wrist brought me to my senses. My birthmark caught aflame and buzzed over my skin in response to his presence, no doubt. Every single nerve ending reacted, from my toes to the roots of my hair. Pulling me toward him like I was some old nail and he was giant magnet. What the hell was happening here?
     My brain yelled at me to run, but did I listen? No. I took another step closer. I couldn’t help myself even though my gut was telling me this man equated danger. Just as dangerous as the beast I was running from.
    Then Zorro grinned. A thousand-watt smile emphasized with deep dimples in both stubbled cheeks and I rooted in place like I’d just stepped in quicksand. I still wasn’t sure where ‘here’ was, but they had a hell of a dentistry service from the look of those teeth. Man coulda made a killing doing toothpaste commercials, for sure.
     The hand holding the hilt of the massive sword relaxed its grip, and I breathed a little easier. Okay. He obviously didn’t consider me a threat. Good to know he wasn’t about to lop my head off.  I lowered my fists as he crossed his arms and my gaze jumped from the tats to the broad chest and wide shoulders. My eyes dropped lower, down to the narrow waist emphasized by the sword sheath hanging low on his hips, and muscled thighs encased in tight pants. Denim? Leather? I wasn’t sure. What I did know was that he filled ‘em out damn fine.
     “Hello, Bridjette. It’s good to see you too.”
    His smooth voice glided over me with the softness of a silk sheet, and gave my goosebumps, goosebumps. The way he emphasized see, however, told me he was well aware of where my eyes were situated right now. Heat infused my cheeks and I yanked my gaze back to his amused face.
     A million questions banged around my brain, but my tongue refused to utter a single one. It stayed stuck to the roof of my mouth as I swallowed a dozen times trying to unstick it. His eyes alit with green fire stared into mine, so intent a heated blush encompassed my entire body and my knees weakened. I swear I could feel the charisma oozing from his damn pores. Was he putting a spell on me or something? Finally, I managed to croak, “You can’t be real.” Closing my eyes, I released a pent-up breath, blowing the hair plastered to my forehead. “None of this is real, Jette. You need to find the closest pharmacy else the next article of clothing you’ll be rocking will be a straitjacket.”
    “What’s a pharmacy?”     
    His question bounced about the clearing. Had I said that out loud?
     “A pharmacy. You know, a store where they sell drugs….never mind.” I waved a hand in dismissal. “Why am I bothering explaining to someone who isn’t real.”
My fine-ass hallucination’s smile dropped away abruptly as a crease formed between his dark brows.
    “You don’t believe I’m real?”
     I snorted. “Oh trust me, I’d love for you to be real, but my luck doesn’t run that way. I’m in the middle of a psychotic breakdown and boy, it’s a doozy.”   
     It took just two strides for him to span the distance between us. He was so close now I could smell the smoky, pine scent emanating from him. Olfactory hallucinations. Great. I was probably about to have a seizure or something. I gasped out loud as he grabbed my wrist and the current fizzling between us intensified like I’d just stuck a knife into an electrical outlet. His face hovered so close to mine the heat from it practically seared my skin, and my physical awareness of him made me feel panicky.
    “Haven’t you ever heard of personal space, dude?” I muttered uneasily as I tried to back away, but his grip was ironclad.
     He placed my hand flat against his chest. The steady rhythm thudded against my palm.
    “Maybe this will convince you I’m real.” His voice sounded sincere, but I caught the mischievous twinkle in his eye.
     It worked. He felt real. So did the rock-hard pecs my fingers were now touching as my second hand joined the first. I continued my perusal up his chest and down his equally impressive biceps. I gave the right one an extra squeeze for good measure. Oh yeah. That felt damn real.
     “How is this possible?” I whispered as my exploring fingers migrated to his face, under their own control. I couldn’t stop touching him now even if I wanted to. The softness of his whiskers surprised me as I moved up his cheeks and boinked him on the nose with a fingertip.
     “Okay, I think we’ve ascertained I’m tangible,” he grunted as he grabbed the finger hitting his nose.
     “You’re real.” I repeated in awe as a grin lit my face. “You’re damn, effin’ real!”
     My laughter joined with his. He was real. I wasn’t imagining this whole thing. A bark of relief escaped my lips. Maybe I haven’t gone over the edge. Not completely anyway.
    The laughter quickly tapered off as another realization finally hit. “If you’re real then that means…”
    “Yes. The morqual is as well. That’s why it’s imperative you come with me now. We need to flee before it senses us.”
     He engulfed my hand once more in his and pulled gently, but I resisted by digging in my heels.
     “Hold on there, Zorro. I didn’t just fall off a turnip truck. Well… maybe I did. Maybe I got run over by one and I’m really dead and this is purgatory, but I’m still not going anywhere with you, even if you are retina-burning hot. I don’t even know who you are.”
     His amusement died away, replaced by a flash of irritation.
“Bridjette, we don’t have time for this. I’ll answer all your questions as soon as we are safe.”
 â€œThen we make time, Zorro. Like I said, I’m not going anywhere with you until you tell me your name. And how the hell does everyone in this weird place know mine.”
     The irritation was quickly overcome by amusement again.
   “And if I said my name was Zorro?”
    “Then I’d call bullshit on that. I want the truth, bro.”
    He grinned, his dimples deepening.
    “Very well. As stubborn as I remember. And yes. I remember you. We know each other. Or did as children.”
“Bullshit again.”
“It’s very true.”
     I stabbed my index finger into his chest. “Yah see, I’m finding thar story hard to swallow. I don’t remember meeting you at all or ever being in….” I spread my hands wide in the air, “Sherwood Forest here. And I sure as shootin’ heck would have remembered you.”
    I left out the part where I’ve hallucinated his face a hundred times over the past few months. He didn’t need to know that part.
     He did an impressive eye roll that would have done Lexa Buttface proud. “Very well. If you insist on playing this game. I have heard that being in the other realms for too long plays havoc with one’s memory. My name is not Zorro. It’s Starke.”
     I arched a brow as a tiny grin lifted a corner of my mouth. “Starke? Really? As in Iron Man Starke or Game of Thrones Starke?”
     I think he failed to get my sense of humor as his forehead wrinkled in puzzlement. “I don’t know these clans you speak of. My name is Ungar Starke Ryhill, but I prefer to be called Starke.”
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Cover Reveal ~ Screaming Beauty by Scott Mooney

3/24/2020

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Title: Screaming Beauty
Author: Scott Mooney
Genre: YA Fantasy/Fairy Retelling
Cover Designer: Strong Image Editing
Publisher: Bleeding Ink Publishing
Publication Date: April 28th, 2020
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR
Blurb:
Twenty-three-year-old Briar Pryce has earned a little rest and relaxation. She’s rescued her best friend from being transformed into a cat and stopped a war in the Poisoned Apple, New York City’s hidden neighborhood of counterfeit curses and fairy tale trickery. All Briar wants is to have a carb-filled brunch, gossip over a couple of mead-mosas, and maybe figure out if she’s actually in a love triangle with her high-school crush and her strait-laced business partner.
But relaxing is hard when the city starts screaming.
Some malevolent curse has invaded the dreams of the sleeping princesses across the Apple, spreading nightmares and violence throughout the city. What’s worse, a militant new faction of knights has used the chaos to grab power and trap Briar’s community in its authoritarian grip. If Briar’s going to be able to free the princesses and stop these fairy tale fascists, she’s going to have to solve a deeper mystery: the origins of her own uncontrollable, emotion-altering powers. Briar and her friends will journey from the depths of the enchanted Afterwoods to the penthouses of the Upper East Side to stop the knights, wake the princesses, and save the Poisoned Apple.
And hopefully still fit in that brunch.
Buy Links:
Pricked: https://amzn.to/3dliaHj
Screaming Beauty: https://amzn.to/2UIIiUj
Scott Mooney is a writer, improviser, and director from Ann Arbor, Michigan. Even before he could hold a pencil, he dictated stories to his parents. He currently lives in Chicago after time in New York, Los Angeles, England, and a dozen fantasy worlds of his own creation. His debut novel, Pricked, was written during his studies at Cornell University and Oxford University.
Author Links:
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/19198864.Scott_Mooney
Amazon: https://amzn.to/2J8xdpV
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/scottmooneywriter/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ScottMoonshine
Web: https://scottmooneywriter.com/
Buy Links:
Pricked: https://amzn.to/3dliaHj
Screaming Beauty: https://amzn.to/2UIIiUj
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Audiobookworm Blog ~ The Colors of Me by Maya and Jello

3/24/2020

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​Author: Maya and Jello
Narrator: Maya and Jello
Length: 53 minutes
Publisher: M&J Literary Works Inc.⎮2020
Genre: Poetry
Release date: Jan. 28, 2020
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A collection of poems. The critics are raving four/four stars. The Colors of Me is a collection of beautiful poems. The author's creativity is amazing. It's bold, sexy, spiritual, yet intriguing.

Welcome to The Colors of Me. Each poem was written based on inspirations gained from my life experiences. Listen and enjoy. Then listen again. Listen and share the experience with your friends and loved ones. It is a journey you will not soon forget.

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About the Author: Maya and JelloMaya and Jello was born and raised on the beautiful island of Trinidad, the sister island of Tobago in the West Indies. She migrated to the United States as a young teenager. Her main objective was to obtain a great education in the hopes of affording a better life for herself, her family, and to be a blessing to those around her. This quest led her to attain a Doctorate in medicine. But she never let go of her passion for writing poetry. Her works have been published in various school publications under various pen names. During medical school she wrote a segment in the College newspaper under the pen name Sparkie.
The poems in this collection were written over a span of 30 years.
She hopes that you enjoy reading them, as much as she enjoyed writing them for you.

Question: Tell us about the process of turning your book into an audiobook.
Answer: Originally I did not consider creating an Audiobook. In fact I was so excited about actually compiling my poems and getting them published, that the thought of creating the Audiobook didn’t occur to me until much later on. Frankly I thought that once the book got reviewed with a four out of four stars it would hit the market so to speak and begin selling like hot bread. After all this was 30 years of work in the making and the critics loved it. But much to my surprise the process was not that simple. So I began exploring other ways to introduce the book to readers. Just in an effort to make it easier for people to be introduced to my work. I quickly understood given the constraints of everyday life, having to juggle responsibilities and multitask, many people were becoming avid Audiobook listeners. I noticed that people were constantly wearing their air pods, at the gym, on the trains, on the buses, while walking and even at work. It was then that it became quite clear to me that I needed to create an Audiobook so that these people too can enjoy the pleasure of listening to my poems. I wanted them to have as much fun listening to them as I had writing them. You may wonder why I chose to narrate the book myself. This is because I wanted to do something fun. Writing my poetry and sharing it with the rest of the world proved to be just that. You see, everything up to this point in my life has been quite serious. I’ve had to cross my T’s and dot my I’s. But when I’m writing I’m venturing out on this epic journey. And poetry allows me to take you the reader along for the ride.  Of course it was not all peaches and cream. I came across many obstacles mainly because the process was all new to me. I thought to myself how hard could it be? All I needed was a studio technician; a studio and I’ll be all set. But much to my dismay I found out that every studio isn’t a studio and every technician isn’t the technician even though they may say so. So the process was somewhat difficult. To begin with I sought out and trusted other people’s recommendations. After all they were artists in the music industry. Now mind you having already spent a large sum of money to publish my books I needed to get this done on a shoestring budget. So I found myself in people’s basements, their closets and crowded spaces with other artists constantly walking in and out. I remember sweating bullets at this one studio because the technician refused to put on the AC, claiming it would add to the background noise. So as you can well imagine it was a learning experience. Some of which I did enjoy but then it became a nuisance. Had I known at the time that ACX actually provides Producers at a reasonable rate, my journey would have started and ended much sooner. But like they say live and learn.
Question: Were there any real life inspirations behind your writing?
Answer: All of my poems have been based on real-life experiences. The entire collection was written over a span of 30 years. Yes I said 30 years. Each poem was written as I was inspired by either something I observed or something I myself experienced. This is why I think that there is something in this book for everyone. If you have not experienced one thing you have experienced the other. And because of that, the reader and or listener in this case find it easier to connect with one or more of the poems in The Colors of Me.
Question: How do you manage to avoid burnout? What do you do to maintain your enthusiasm for writing?
Answer: Well as I stated before, my inspiration comes from everywhere. My main source of light, energy, strength and love comes from my spiritual connection to the Creator. So when I find myself drained, I refuel by communing with Him. That may take the form of quiet meditation, reading my Bible, listening to music, taking a walk on the beach, or maybe a stroll in the park just to relax and refocus on being grateful for the simple things in life. 
Question: Is there a particular part of the story that you feel is more resonating in the Audiobook performance than in the book format?
Answer: Make no mistake, everything was brought to life in the Audiobook format. I especially enjoyed being able to add a little spice, little drama, rhythm to the rhyme. And of course in doing so, take the listener on the journey with me. I was also able to sing the song that my Grandmother sang at the beginning of the poem The Hem. Hey I’m no Tamela Mann but that was certainly lots of fun.
Question: If you had the power to time travel, would you use it? If yes, when and where would you go?
Answer: I have watched a number of movies where curiosity killed the cat. In essence we think that somehow we can change the bad and still have the good. But I have come to realize that the good exists as good as it is, because of the bad. So would I time travel? I don’t think so. Simply because I already know my past. And somehow I’m looking forward to being pleasantly surprised in my future.
Question: If this title were being made into a TV series or movie who would you cast to play the primary roles?
Answer: Well well first of all let me just say that this book of poems is so multifaceted that it would take a genius producer to actually put the pieces together to create a movie. No having said that I think it would make a great movie. Not only because it’s my work. But the work in its entirety tells the story. And it’s one that’s full of all those great aspects of a good movie drama, suspense, comedy, passion deception, betrayal, love and hate. So it goes without saying that the actors would have to be multi talented. Let’s see. At first glance this may be the lineup. Taraji P Henson, Viola Davis, Denzel Washington, Antonio Banderas, Kevin Hart, Dave Chappelle, Kevin Costner, Jason Stathum, Dwayne THE ROCK Johnson and Jahi Di’allo Winston. Quite a multifaceted lineup. And why not, it is The Colors of Me.
Question: What do you say to those who view listening to Audiobooks is cheating or as inferior to real reading?
Answer: I would say that we were born with five senses and some of us with a sixth. Listening to Audiobooks is just using one of the other senses to experience life. We need to be realistic about the constraints we have trying to multitask in an effort get things done on a regular basis. I would say it makes much sense. And like it or not, I believe it’s the wave of the future. Even though something has to be said about the comfort of cuddling up with a good book while sipping on your favorite drink.
Question: Do you have any tips for Authors going through the process of turning their books into Audiobooks?
Answer: Certainly. Get yourself a good fit when it comes to your Producer. It may cost you a little more but it’s certainly worth getting the job done right the first time. And most don’t take yourself too seriously. Have a little fun with it. People love to be entertained.
Question: What’s next for you?
Answer: Where do I start. The Colors of Me is one of two books which were published at the same time. It has a sister book so to speak entitled, The Colors of Me Too which is now available online, through all marketing platforms. I have already written a third compilation of poems entitled The Colors of Time which is in the publication phase as we speak. And I’m really hoping to have it launched by April of this year. On a lighter note I’m presently working with an illustrator to produce a children’s series of poetry books. This has proven to be a really fun project. I can’t give away too much at this time. But what I will tell you is that the main character is a three-year-old girl called Maya. And each book in the series is based on a single adventure that Maya takes along with her family and friends. I have introduced the first book to a number of kids and they seemed so excited about it, that it made me anxious to finish the series. The series should be out by the end of the spring or maybe the beginning of this summer. Then hopefully you would have me back to talk a little bit more about those books.

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Cover Reveal ~ Fined by Skylar Sweeney

3/22/2020

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Title: Fined
Author: Skylar Sweeney    
Genre:  Romantic Comedy
Cover Designer: Mitch Wilson
Editor: Silvia Curry of Silvia's Reading Corner
Publication Date: May 21st, 2020
Hosted by: Lady Amber's PR
Blurb:
A nightmare from my past has arrived, and she’s driving a monster truck.
My life was picture perfect, from my house to my lawn to my Italian leather shoes, then a redneck blast from my past arrived with a garden gnome clutched in one hand and a ten-year-old son I’m pretty sure is mine holding the other.
As President of the Homeowner’s Association, it’s my sacred duty to uphold the nobility and class of our esteemed neighborhood, but all my baby mamma seems to care about is setting the world record for number of plastic flamingos in one yard.
I can’t let her ravage my neighborhood, but I don’t want to drive her away, either. Not before I get the chance to know my son… and to rekindle the flame with the fiery woman who raised him.
. . .
Fined is the first book in a trio of standalone romantic comedies by Skylar Sweeney.  If you like sizzling, second chance romances with plenty of giggles on top, you’ll love this quirky tale of two neighbors at odds coming together in the craziest (and sexiest) of ways! 
Buy Fined to read about CJ and Dylan’s romance today!
Skylar Sweeney is an author of romcoms and contemporary romance who loves to write about sexy studs and gutsy girls with lots of giggles on top!  He lives on a little lake outside a tiny town in the Lone Star State with his collection of stuffed llamas and his beloved muse: Chihuahua Willa.
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Cover Revamp ~ Deep in the Hollow by Brancy Nacole

3/20/2020

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Title: Deep in the Hollow
Author: Brandy Nacole
Genre: YA Paranormal Suspense
Cover Designer: Melissa Stevens at The Illustrated Author
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
Let me share some wisdom with you. There is evil in this world we cannot see. Not because it is hidden from us, but because our minds refuse to accept its existence. Once we are able to get past what everyone says should not be, it becomes our responsibility to stop the evil we now see.
This insight wasn’t given to me until a year after I lost the most important person in my life: Bryce Rowan. Now, after another death at the same spot where he died—the overlook, where the mysterious lights dance amongst the trees—I begin to wonder if they were accidents after all. Lucky for me, I’m not the only curious one in town. Cooper, a ghost hunter (aka chaser), and his sister Jada have moved to town and are starting to ask questions.
The more we uncover about my town, it’s history, and some of its current residents - people I have known my whole life - the more I begin to think there are those who would rather keep the evil lurking around town a secret. Even if it means more will die.
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Whenever she’s not reading or writing, Brandy is spending time with her family and friends, throwing around crazy ideas, teaching, and singing like a rock star at a concert for no one else but herself. She loves plants, but unfortunately is a killer of anything that requires water but can’t voice (scream) their needs.
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Website: www.brandynacole.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/authorbrandynacole
Twitter: www.twitter.com/authorbnacole
Goodreads: www.goodreads.com/BrandyNacole
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Cover Reveal ~ Scepter of Fire by L.M. Preston

3/20/2020

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Title: Scepter of Fire
Author: LM Preston
Genre: YA Urban Fantasy
Cover Designer: We've Got You Covered
Publication Date: May 2nd, 2020
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR
Blurb:
Dexter didn’t like being a pawn. It seems life was taking him there though. His father and he never saw eye to eye, but being captured and tortured for his father’s mistakes gave Dexter too much to think about. First, the girl he lost, he’d never forget what they did to her. It changed him, and made him see the small city his father moved him to for what is was, a prison for magicals, the damned, and now him. Too bad, the creator of the void didn’t realize they would be better off if they’d set him free, because now, he was fighting for his life, and someone he’d have to hide his feelings from to protect, not just from those that want to drag them back, but from him -a vigilant.
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L.M. Preston, a native of Washington, DC. An avid reader, she loved to create poetry and short-stories as a young girl. She is an author, an engineer, a professor, a mother and a wife. Her passion for writing and helping others to see their potential through her stories and encouragement has been her life's greatest adventures. She loves to write while on the porch watching her kids play or when she is traveling, which is another passion that encouraged her writing.
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“Do you want to escape here? I can help you.” Dex wanted out of this place.
        Nash smiled, “Yes, but now is not the time. We have to wait for her to hatch. I need her for a successful escape. It’s why I implanted a song in the guard’s mind to put her with me.”
        “You manipulated my friend Trey?” Dex wiped a hand down his face. This guy Nash was dangerous. Dex could feel it, only now, Dex felt it was time to stop trying to be the nice guy. He would survive. Finding a way to say his family would start with getting out of here, even if making a deal with this little devil would do it.
        Nash lifted an eyebrow, “I hummed him a tune.”
        “Whatever. You want my help getting out of here? I’m offering as long as we go our separate ways.”
        “I will take your willing help.” Nash cocked his head to the side, “Although, if I wanted it, I could make you give it, you know.”
        Dex crossed his arms over his chest, “Isn’t a free give better?”
        “Oh, it is. What will you give me for helping you get free?”
        Dex frowned, “Give you? I got nothing.”
        “Everyone has…something.”
        “What are you? I like to know what kind of creature I’m bargaining with.” Dex didn’t want to give this imp anything.
        “I am many things, yet in part, not a human like you.”
Dex caught a hint of regret in his tone. Dex could swear Nash had a hungry gleam in his eye. Trey had warned him that Nash was pied piper and Rumpelstiltskin. Dex knew the pied piper had something to do with music. He had no idea what a Rumpelstiltskin was, and he had a feeling he shouldn’t mention it to Nash.
        “You need to tell me specifically what you want before I can agree to anything.”
        One side of Nash’s lip kicked up. “Her. The pixie-human. Give me her.”
        Dex frowned, then scratched his head. Why would Nash ask him to give up the pixie-human? The girl wasn’t his to give, he didn’t even know what it looked like.
        “Not mine to give.”
        Nash shrugged, “Then I won’t help either of you.” 
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Cover Reveal ~ Vendetta by Stacey Rourke

3/20/2020

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I L-O-V-E this series. Rourke brought vampires roaring into this century. No sparkles here. And definitely not for the faint of heart! ~ Lynn 

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Title: Vendetta

Series: Veiled Book 3

Author: Stacey Rourke

Preorder Link: https://tinyurl.com/svun635

Launch Date: May 14th, 2020

​Splashed across every media outlet are claims I’m a violent murderer. A menace to society that must be stopped at all cost.

I… would love to see them try.

An enemy of the Nosferatu hides in plain sight. His lone goal– to watch the world burn. As the newly appointed vampire queen, I’m done allowing my people to suffer for his twisted agenda.

Dorian Gray thinks he knows pain.

He believes he owns the market on public manipulation.

He hunkers under the belief that his power and status make him untouchable.

I can’t wait to prove him wrong.

A darkness has rooted itself in me, one older than the first vampiric bloodline. An unimaginable strength courses through my veins, and I will use it to make Dorian bow before me. They call me the Dragon Queen, and I own the title. Because I, alone, know that the malevolent essence within me is one no man could ever tame.
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Audiobookworm Blog~ Between the Shadows

3/20/2020

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​Author: Casi McLean
Narrator: Kristin James
Length: 8 hours 28 minutes
Publisher: Casi McLean, Inc.⎮2018
Genre: Time Travel Romance
Series: Lake Lanier Mysteries, Book 3
Release date: Oct. 5, 2018

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She never expected to confront deadly villains...let alone fall in love with one....
After her friend York encounters the ghostly image of a young woman, Mackenzie Reynolds seizes the opportunity to initiate a time jump, thrusting them back to 1865 Georgia. Resolved to thwart the girl’s untimely fate, Kenzi stumbles into a deadly conflict over a stockpile of stolen Confederate gold. 
An injured Civil War survivor, James Adams, departs for home with a war-fatigued companion he’s determined to help. After pilfering a horse and kidnapping a woman, he never dreamed his hostage would steal his heart.
Kenzi and James must unravel a deadly plot while helping York save his ghost woman from a brutal death. But can she leave York in a violent past to save James’ life?
A gripping novel by award-winning author Casi McLean.

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​About the Narrator: Kristin James
Kristin “KJ” James was born and raised in the Nashville, TN area. Acting has always been a passion of hers. Starting on the stage as early as preschool, KJ pursued her passion into college where she received a BA in Communication with a double emphasis in Theatre and Public Relations from Mississippi State University. After college she found herself more and more drawn to voice overs. Several classes, coaching sessions, seminars, research, and a closet-turned-studio later, and she now records and produces audiobooks on a regular basis. She has also done several radio commercials for clients such as Advance Financial, TriStar Health, and GAC.
When she’s not in her booth, you can find her crocheting, playing video games, or running agility with her dogs.
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​About the Author: Casi McLean
Award winning author, Casi McLean, pens novels to stir the soul with romance, suspense, and a sprinkle of magic. Her writing crosses genres from ethereal, captivating shorts with eerie twist endings to believable time slips, mystical plots, and sensual romantic suspense, like Beneath The Lake, WINNER: 2016 Gayle Wilson Award of Excellence for BEST Romantic Suspense.
Casi's powerful memoir, Wingless Butterfly: Healing The Broken Child Within, shares an inspirational message of courage, tenacity, and hope, and displays her unique ability to excel in nonfiction and self-help as well as fiction. Known for enchanting stories with magical description, McLean entices readers in nonfiction as well with fascinating hooks to hold them captive in storylines they can't put down.
Her romance entwines strong, believable heroines with delicious hot heroes to tempt the deepest desires then fans the flames, sweeping readers into their innermost romantic fantasies. Ms. McLean weaves exceptional romantic mystery with suspenseful settings and lovable characters you'll devour. You'll see, hear, and feel the magical eeriness of one fateful night. You'll swear her time travel could happen, be mystified by her other worldly images, and feel heat of romantic suspense, but most of all you'll want more.
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Lynn's Review ~ Blood Vendetta by SF Benson

3/19/2020

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SF Benson has been on my radar for years. Despite having 3 of her titles on my bookshelf it has taken me F-O-R-E-V-E-R to read one of her books. To rectify this, I plunged into Blood Vendetta.  OH MY GAWD. What have I been waiting for? 

Blood Vendetta left my head spinning. This arc is filled with twists and turns. The secrets, lies, and political espionage create a thrilling page turner. Morgan is a fierce MC who battles ghosts from her past while trying to solidify her future. The BGS is made up of quite the cast of supernaturals all working towards the same goal. Or are they?

I cannot wait for the next installment in this series. SF Benson has a new fan!
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Few have seen The BlackGuard Society, yet they're all around. When rogue paranormals threaten mankind, the BGS alone is our last line of defense.

The latest case for agents Morgan Vladislav and Ace Broussard is a monster hungry for mayhem...and pretty redheads. But when Morgan kills the suspected perpetrator, she inadvertently unleashes a brand of chaos these seasoned BGS agents have never seen.

Focus is critical, but fate has other plans. Ghosts from Morgan's past are coming back to haunt her, and these apparitions have claws that can tear the life she's built to shreds.

With time running out, can the team rally to stop the rising darkness? Or will the vicious storm of war wipe New Orleans' French Quarter off the map?
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​SF Benson, a Michigan native, resides in Georgia with her husband, a human daughter, and a couple of miniature fur kids (two female short-haired guinea pigs). At one time she wrangled a household which included three Samoyeds, saltwater fish, a hamster, and three guinea pigs.
SF has always wanted to be a writer, but she’s had a variety of positions ‘feeding’ her creative brain—blogger/reviewer, customer service representative, veterinary assistant, marketing assistant, editorial assistant, receptionist, and even cashier for women’s clothing and shoes.
She’s an avid bookworm who appreciates a well-written book regardless of genre. SF prefers to write stories which allow her to answer the question “what if”. She leans towards writing strong, diverse protagonists set in dystopian, science fiction, or paranormal worlds.

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Audio Review ~ My Beautiful Suicide Series by Atty Eve

3/19/2020

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Clearly I am late to the party, but I want to thank CaffeinatedPR and The Audio Flow for still letting me participate! ~Crystal
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Are you looking for a dark, disturbing, addictive audiobook series? Are you a fan of the hit series Dexter? Then come meet Cosette and her group of young friends as author Atty Eve takes you on a journey into one young woman’s disturbed mind.

My Beautiful Suicide Series By Atty Eve

This series is a dark, twisted, unsettling tale. Though the main character is sixteen, it is definitely NOT for young teens. You’ve been warned.
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My Beautiful Suicide
My Beautiful Suicide #1
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Suicide is selfish.
It tells the world that you are weak. It tells the world your family and friends have failed. It leaves them with guilt that they could have done more but didn’t. It tells them they are clueless and helpless.

I am weak, but I am not selfish.

My suicide will not leave my family and friends with guilt and shame; it will leave them thankful that they knew me for the short time I was here.” – Cosette Hugo

Her brother died. Her parents divorced. Her high school bully is relentless. Cosette doesn’t have a lot to live for, but it isn’t until she accidentally kills someone that Cosette makes the decision to take her own life. Unwilling to bring shame to her mom, best friend Mattie, or her boyfriend Chris, Cosette decides the best method of suicide is to become a victim of the local serial killer, The Poser. But every time she goes out to find him she gets attacked; her instincts take over, and she ends up killing her attackers. This quickly leads to unbearable guilt. Desperate to finish this before she gets caught or racks up more victims, Cosette does the unthinkable.
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“And when I reach my final goal, to meet my brother in heaven, and we’re looking down at my victim in Hell, he will say to me ‘Well done, Cosette. What a Beautiful Suicide.”

My Beautiful Suicide (Book 1)My Beautiful Suicide by Atty Eve
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Wow, I don't have words. I had no idea what I was getting into. I seen a post about this series from The Audio Flow, I was intrigued. I instantly added them to my TBR. I was then asked if I wanted to review them. Color me surprised! I totally jumped at that. Disclaimer, that has not swayed my review at all.

This is a new to me author, so I really had no ideas going in. I was left wondering throughout the whole book as to what was going on. It was dark, twisted, and well, beautiful. Call me twisted, I can take it (haha). Cozy and Chris have something unlike any other. You will just have to read, or listen to think book to know what I mean!

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Controlling Cosette
My Beautiful Suicide #2
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Cosette Hugo thought she had fulfilled her wish for a beautiful suicide…but she survived. As she begins the slow road to recovery, the guilt of what she has done has become overwhelming. She vows to put her murderous alter ego, Bonnie, behind her forever.
In order to do this, Cosette must rescue Hilda and keep the truth about Hilda’s kidnapping a secret. During the rescue things go wrong, and Cosette is forced to kill again. This wakes up Bonnie, now stronger than ever. Tired of the inside turmoil, Cosette has to decide who is going to be in control.
Controlling Cosette (My Beautiful Suicide, #2)Controlling Cosette by Atty Eve
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I don't even know. I was warned but holy crap. There are no words.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any more messed up, boom there it is. So freaking twisted.

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How to Kill a Pedophile
My Beautiful Suicide #3
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Now in control, Cosette focuses her addiction. After feeling the sting of betrayal, she makes her kills a little more public, and the public loves her for it! Mattie prays Cosette will come to her senses, but it’s an uphill battle with new friends joining Cosette’s family. Now with the public cheering on Louisville’s Vigilante, or Double V as she has come to be known, Cosette has no plans to stop. As a matter of fact, she has a goal for her addiction: take out Kentuckian’s pedophile population. Protected by a rogue cop, loved by the media, supported by her friends, what could go wrong?
How To Kill A Pedophile (My Beautiful Suicide, #3)How To Kill A Pedophile by Atty Eve
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Twisted, holy freaking twisted! So many mixed feelings. I know this could in theory happen, but it's twisted enough to be unbelievable, which made it okay to finish reading (listening). The most unbelievable is Maddie, but I won't say anymore on that. This is NOT okay, not at all.

It's like a train wreck, I HAD to finish, I could not look away. I am baffled. I do give this author major props for writing this though, it could not have been easy. It's a mind f*ck, that's for sure.

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Stupid, Stupid Girl
My Beautiful Suicide #4
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Stupid, Stupid Girl, the fourth and final chapter in the My Beautiful Suicide series, has taken an even darker turn.
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It’s a lot of work to kill off Kentuckiana’s pedophile population. Cosette and her Miserables dig deep into the world of kidnappers, drug dealers, and child sex traffickers. It’s a downward spiral she might never recover from, but no one wants her to – she is, after all, a hero.
Stupid, Stupid Girl (My Beautiful Suicide, #4)Stupid, Stupid Girl by Atty Eve
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

What a conclusion! While this was a hard series to finish, I am so glad that I did. Such a beautiful ending for such a twisted bunch. Beautifully executed Miss Eve!

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