Blog Tour & Giveaway: Astraeus by Haley Cavanagh

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Astraeus
by Haley Cavanagh
Genre: SciFi Romance
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One pre-apocalyptic Earth. One desperate space mission to find a
solution. One unexpected alien.
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When Dr. Sakota Thorell signed onto the mission to scout out a new, habitable
planet, she knew discovering extraterrestrial life was always a possibility.
But she never expected to find an alien adrift in space, nor for that
alien to be so intriguing. Sakota feels an instant and undeniable
attraction to Astraeus, but he represents a million possibilities,
and just as many threats.
There are others hunting Astraeus, and his rescue may cost Earth its last hope.
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“What are you called? What’s your name?”
He opened his mouth, and she moved closer, eager for his first words. Instead, he focused on her lips with obvious fascination. His intriguing eyes caught the light. Despite her disappointment that he couldn’t speak, a rush went through her. Alien or not, he was the most handsome man she’d ever laid eyes on, with the kind of ethereal elegance some upper-class, privileged men on Earth spent fortunes on plastic surgery trying to achieve.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk, or if you can’t. We’ll get there. Now, I’m going to check you.” She kept her voice gentle, as she might use with a child. She pressed the button to disengage the protective bubble over the med bed and shone the retinal scanner in her own eye to demonstrate. “I just need to look at your eyes with this.” She motioned with the scope to him. “It won’t hurt. I promise.”
Warm puffs of his breath blew on her neck as she leaned in. She paused, noting the remarkable eight-pointed star-shape of his pupils. The mutation was his one physical difference, and only if one looked closely. The pupils dilated when hit by the scope’s light. She’d never seen eyes as remarkable.
“You’re doing great,” she soothed. Her head burst with countless questions.Where are you from? How did you get here? What do you want?
He appeared to like the cadence of her voice. His posture relaxed, and his breath against her was steady. How long had she been staring into his eyes? Should she push her luck and try to examine his mouth?
Before she could try, his finger stroked her inner arm. He was still restrained at the wrists, but he could reach her.
She allowed it. He stroked a featherlight finger along her forearm. As he did so, his gaze never left hers. She offered a kind smile. “That’s right. Friend. Sakota. Sa-ko-ta.”
He opened his mouth and let out a chicken-like squawk. “-Ota,” he said in a throaty, deep voice.
She raised her eyebrows. “Good. Very good.”
He tilted his head, watching her lips. “Gooood.”
Excited, she lowered the retinal light. “Can you understand me?”
He looked confused. “Me…”
“Okay. That’s a no. Then let me take this opportunity to say, in no uncertain terms, you, my friend, are the stuff of dreams and legends. I’ve waited my whole life for this. Are you getting this, Alistair?” she called out.
He came in over the speakers. “I am. Amazing. I’ll get to work on a linguistics program. Our friend seems to want to communicate.
She moved to pull away, but the man’s fingers closed over her wrist.
“Let me go.” She jerked her arm, but he wouldn’t release his grip. She gave him a cautionary look, and he loosened his fingers, though he still held her. Warning bells went off.What if he’s not here in peace?But his eyes sparkled impishly. He seemed to enjoy her skin pressed against his. Maybe he hadn’t been touched in a while. Or maybe he had a crush. Who knew.
Before she could extricate herself, the intercom chimed. “Sakota, are you okay?
“Yeah, I’m fine. He’s just being friendly—”
The man’s forefinger trailed along her arm again. She sucked in a breath and shut her eyes as a series of images flashed through her mind.A high wall made of stacked stones. A hand spread out to touch the tips of tall, golden wheat of a field. Multihued buildings in the distance under a purple sky. Children’s laughter and then screams. She jerked when the images changed.Strange rain, like metal. Black ships attacking from the sky, horrible screams which rent the air, death.A gentle brush against her hand again. She inhaled and opened her eyes. The man searched her, calm and patient. She struggled to see straight, but her mind spun.
“W-was that your—”
The isolation walls shot up. Rutledge burst into the room and advanced like an angry bear, brutish, immaculate, and combat ready in his black Oceanstone fatigues. “Let her go,” he snarled.
Rutledge yanked the man’s hand off her and pushed her aside. She fell to the floor on her back in a dizzy haze, reeling from the vision. She turned her head. The man bellowed and tore loose from his restraints. His and Rutledge’s images faded into one as they collided and fought. Rutledge’s weapon whirred as he strained to activate it. The rifle propelled over her head and hit the wall.
“Stop.” Her pleas fell on deaf ears. She closed her eyes.
The men barged into the room with heavy footfalls and angry shouts. She opened her eyes, but her vision swirled. The blurred image of the alien lifted Rutledge’s lieutenant like a kitchen chair and catapulted him in the same direction as the weapon. “Stop,” she hollered to the men. “Don’t shoot him. He wasn’t attacking me.”
Another soldier fell to the floor with a sick thud, holding his stomach. “Yeah? Well, he’s attackingme.”
The alien pounced over her, crouching low. He caged her with his body and made a guttural rumble in his throat, a warning to the men. She turned her head to the marines, who zeroed their weapons in on them.

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Haley Cavanagh is a military veteran, wife, and mother. She is an alumna
of Columbia College, a musical theater nut, and she loves to dive into any book
that crosses her path. Haley resides with her family in the United
States and enjoys spending time with her husband and children when
she’s not writing. She loves to hear from her readers, and encourages
you to contact her via her website and social media. She also writes
under the name Roxanne D. Howard.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Zyan Star Series by A.A. Chamberlynn

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Martinis with the Devil
Zyan Star Series Book 1
by A. A. Chamberlynn
Genre: Urban Fantasy
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When offered a job on the Holy Representative’s special security team,
bounty hunter Zyan Star couldn’t be less interested – until she
finds out it’s her most hated of exes that they’re trying to
track down. He broke her heart and dumped her, which in turn led to
the loss of her soul at the hands of an immortal soul thief. Now she
too exists on a diet of souls, with the occasional martini thrown in
for good measure, and she’s had over two hundred years to fantasize
about revenge. She just didn’t quite imagine it playing out
alongside the emissaries of Heaven.
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Working with Eli, the uptight angel that heads up the HR’s security, is
just about as much fun as Zy expects. He of course wants her vampire
ex brought to justice through legal avenues, which is very
inconvenient and incredibly boring. As she dives into the case,
however, she realizes there’s more at stake than her plot for
payback. Like, the free will of mankind, and preventing the minions
of hell from taking over the sovereign dimensions.
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This job is going to push her to the limits of her abilities, and there’s
just a slight problem with that: the powers she’s suppressed for
centuries after losing control of them are exactly the powers she’s
going to need to save the HR, end her millennia-old ex and stop
Lucifer’s little plot to join the party and invade Earth.
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The spawn turned to look at me with their orange goat eyes. They were ugly little buggers, similar in appearance to goblins, but with tiny wings on their backs. Five of them stood between me and Eli, whose arms were folded neatly over his chest, the veins popping out along his skin.

“None of your concern,” croaked the largest one, who stood only five feet tall, almost a foot shorter than me.

I smiled. “Actually this is very much my concern, as this fine gentlemen is a patron of my bar. I don’t appreciate my customers being harassed.”

“I didn’t buy anything,” Eli said.

I rolled my eyes. Gotta love the appreciation. “Be that as it may, I’m here now, and I’m not about to let a bunch of underworld offspring lurk around my establishment.” I pinned my hazel eyes on the leader. “That’s me asking nicely. I’ll only do it once.”

A slight twitch of a muscle was the only warning the first one gave before launching himself at my face. I brought my blade up before me and watched as his body sliced in half from forehead to groin. Two pieces of black flesh fell to the ground and sizzled into ash.

“Next?”

Two more of the spawn leaped towards me, and the other two at Eli. My sword blurred silver in the night, decapitating the first and taking the arms off the second. Eli dispatched his with a blast of white energy. They poofed into the air, little gray clouds that floated off into the sky.

I leaned down over the armless spawn, who grinned at me like a mental patient. “What’s so funny about bleeding out while your appendages lay beside you?” The tip of my sword pointed under his chin.

“You can’t stop it,” he laughed. His green blood oozed onto the pavement.

“Stop what?” Eli commanded.

“He’s coming. He’s coming! And then we will roam freely.” His smile widened, then he abruptly threw his weight forward, piercing his neck on the blade. “You can’t stop it,” he gurgled through his own blood. A moment later he dissolved into ash.

“What a drama queen,” I muttered.

Eli watched me, his eyes unguarded for just a moment before he lapsed back into what seemed his usual scowl. “That sword’s an interesting choice. Not a fan of hand-to-hand combat?”

“And ruin my nails? Don’t think so.”

“Why’d you even come down here? Did you seriously think I couldn’t handle five tiny demon spawn?”

“My turf, my business. Like I said earlier, I didn’t need them hanging around here anyways.” I ran a wash of magic over my blade to clean it and then caught sight of my boots. “Oh, God damn it!”

“Would you watch your mouth?” Eli snapped. “What’s wrong?”

“Look at my boots!” I lifted one off the ground and pointed my toe so he could see all the green gooey blood soaked into the black leather. “Now I’m gonna have to throw them away.”

“You just fought off a pack of demon spawn that spouted cryptic doomsday messages and all you can think about is your boots?” His voice was hard. Like his abs. Not that I’d been looking while we were in the middle of a battle.

“Come on, you didn’t take that guy seriously, did you?”

Eli’s jaw tightened. “It is my duty to take threats to the sovereignty of humankind very seriously.”

I laughed. “Well, you have fun with that.”

“You know, some of us actually have unselfish reasons for our existence. I’m sorry it isn’t as glamorous as your life.” He lifted his chin, golden hair falling against his jaw line.

“Yes, you should be.” I turned and strode away, leaving him on the street. “Oh, and by the way, you’re welcome,” I called over my shoulder.

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Whiskey and Angelfire
Zyan Star Series Book 2
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Can Zyan avert the war that’s brewing before her past catches up to
her, quite literally?
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When one of the angelic warriors goes missing, Zyan and Eli head off to
Dublin to join the search. As soon as they arrive, they’re swept into
rising tensions between the angelic forces and the other supernatural
races. As more supernaturals go missing, Archangel Michael will stop
at nothing to put the perpetrator behind bars, even if it means
placing the city under martial law.
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To add to the mess, Zyan’s sister Anna is in Dublin, and where Anna is,
Lucifer is only a step behind. Not to mention Alexander, Zyan’s sworn
enemy. Zyan has more than a sneaking suspicion they’re at the heart
of a spree of recent demon invasions. But something is odd about
these demons, and if she doesn’t figure it out before Lucifer
reveals his ultimate plan, the price could be catastrophic.
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As if things couldn’t get worse, being back in Ireland where she was
turned immortal has dredged up the worst from her past. Including her
maker, Olga, who’s none too pleased that Zyan’s come back.
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Cover Reveal: Tribe of Daughters by Kate L. Mary

Title: Tribe of Daughters
Author: Kate L Mary
Genre: Adult Dystopian
Publisher: Twisted Press
Editor: Lori Whitwam
Publication Date: January 3rd, 2018
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For the past seventy years, deep in the mountains and totally secluded from civilization, a matriarchal society has thrived. In this small village there are no brothers, no fathers, no sons. In this village men exist only to serve the women, and boys have no mothers. In this village men do as they are told and defiance is severely punished.
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This is the only Life Wilderness has ever known, but when Jameson is brought in from the outside to be her husband, everything she thought she knew about strength and love is tested. As they struggle to find their place in the village, they suddenly find themselves face to face with outsiders who threaten to destroy everything they love, and it doesn’t take long to realize that they will have to work together, men and women alike, if they want to survive.
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Kate L. Mary is an award-winning author of New Adult and Young Adult fiction, ranging from Post-apocalyptic tales of the undead, to Speculative Fiction and Contemporary Romance. Her YA book, When We Were Human, was the 2015 Children’s Moonbeam Book Awards Silver Medal Winner for Young Adult Fantasy/Sci-Fi Fiction, and the 2016 Readers’ Favorite Gold Medal Winner for Young Adult Science Fiction.
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Cover Reveal: Fighting to Save Us by Sarah Stevens

 
Title: Fighting to Save Us
Author: Sarah Stevens
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Melissa Gill
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Bren
One call. One word. And the life I envisioned crumbles around me.
I was happy, living life to the fullest. Then I get the news that changes my life, destroys my plans. As I prepare for the fight of my life, I wonder if I will ever find the happiness I deserve?
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No one knows my secret. Not even Max. I want him to be the one, I need his arms to hold me, to tell me it’s all going to be alright. But I do the only thing I know, I push him away, to save him.
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One touch. One kiss. I knew I had to protect her at all costs.
Running from a past that haunts me, my duty has lead me to her. She’s a glimpse of the life I could have, a taste of hope, after the life I’ve lost.
But everything isn’t always as it seems. Bren’s keeping secrets and I fear they could do more damage than any rivalry ever could. She needs me to save her, she just doesn’t know it yet.
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Two hearts. One life. Fighting for love.
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Sarah started writing her first novel The Night He Saved Me in her free time while being a stay-at-home mom. Then one day, it started to flow, and she was writing “The End” in a matter of two months.
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When she isn’t writing, she is enjoying the southern life with her husband, three kids, a Saint Bernard—who is still adjusting to the southern summers and Bruno a rescue dog. She can’t go a day without her coffee in the morning—and a few more cups during the day and her late nights writing.
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She enjoys reading Contemporary or New Adult Romance and going to the pool or beach as much as she can. She loves all things Disney and collects Disney mugs to drink her beloved coffee in.
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Cover Reveal: Twisted Love by R. Linda

Title: Twisted Love
Author: R. Linda
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Editor: Lori Whitwam
Cover Designer: Pink Ink Designs
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Running.
It’s what I do. What I’ve always done.
For fitness. For fun.
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And now for fear.
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He took me. Trapped me. Destroyed me.
Broke me down, little by little.
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His captive.
His slave.
His pet.
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But…something unleashes.
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Something forbidden. The passion. The pleasure.
It’s wrong. Unforgiving, and I should do what I do.
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Run like Hell.
From this Twisted Love.
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R. Linda drinks wine and writes books.
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A coffee addicted, tattoo enthusiastic fangirl with a slight obsession for a particular British boy band and solo artist, she is a writer of Contemporary YA/NA Romance and Suspense, sometimes dabbling in Paranormal as well.
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Renee lives in Melbourne, Australia with her husband and two sons. When not writing she can often be found reading books to her children and cuddling up with them on the couch to watch their favourite movies.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: The Crossroads of Logan Michaels by James M. Roberts

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The Crossroads of Logan Michaels
by James M. Roberts
Genre: Coming of Age
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Thumbs-up for this debut!”
James Frey, best-selling author of A Million Little Pieces
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After growing up heartbroken with an endless series of struggles, Maria
Michaels creates a picture-perfect family of her own.
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life changes too quickly, and she loses her grip on herself and her
two troubled sons. In spite of her desire to give them a better life,
they spiral downward on the paths they choose. They must fight
through sadness, mistakes and tragedy to find redemption and the love
that only a mother can give. Told from a dual perspective of mother
and son, we follow the family’s battles with divorce, drugs and
depression. You will laugh and cry, and probably want to call your
mom to tell her you love her.
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Basketball season was starting and, after my first practice, I was selected to start on our team. I loved the attention. I was the only kid on the team who wanted his parents to show up for the games. The reason was simple: my mom was beautiful and young, and my dad was tough-looking and muscular and looked like a kid. I wanted to show them off.

The season was great, and I was one of the best players in the league. The kids at school would talk to me about the games and about how good I was; it felt amazing to have people counting  on me each game. The girls noticed me even though I was barely ten years old but I was very shy when it came to the opposite sex.

Katrina was her name—my first crush. She had beautiful, long, straight blonde hair and a killer smile. In class, I would stare at her out of the corner of my eye. Once I noticed her, I promised myself that I would talk with her someday. I just had to work up the courage. Guess again! Third grade and fourth grade passed and still not a single word!

Was it possible that the girl of my dreams would get away?

I couldn’t believe that two years had gone by, and I still hadn’t even spoken to Katrina.

How was it that my basketball team won the championship two years in a row, I started as the pitcher for the Little League’s National League Rockies, got straight A’s in school, and had tons of friends, but still could not talk to a girl? Hard to believe that even with so much success, I still couldn’t do it. I will work the courage up one day, I thought. After all, I was only eleven.

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James M. Roberts wanted to prove that you don’t need to be a college
scholar or a perfect writer to put your heart on paper even when it
is hurting the most. James’s experiences have inspired him to tell
his story in order to reach young readers suffering from insecurity,
sadness, and addiction. Not only did James drop out of high school,
but he also stumbled into deep depression early in his adolescent
life. Although he had been an all-star athlete, he was far from
happy. He ended up making regrettable choices in order to feel a
sense of belonging and worth, especially following his parents’
separation. Through it all, James knew that one day he was going to
share his “misery” with the world. He struggled through
life’s lessons and finally put himself through college to earn a
business degree and currently has a successful career in sales. James
finished his first rough draft at twenty-five while in college. Five
years later he erased all 200,000 words and started from scratch. He
currently resides in Woburn, Massachusetts, where he continues to
thrive and develop his writing.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: The Black Trillium by Simon McNeil

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The Black Trillium
by Simon McNeil
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Fantasy
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Confederation rules in Trana—so says the king.
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But Fredericton is a long way from the shores of Lake Ontario, and
schemes for power will bring together three extraordinary young
warriors.
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Savannah
A desert girl who came to Trana looking for refuge but has never found
a home
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Kieran
A privileged city boy dreaming of rebellion and hardened by cruelty
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The disgraced heir to the throne desperate to win back his place in his
father’s heart
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Sworn enemies or reluctant allies, they all have one thing in common: an
incomplete half of the legendary fighting skill known as the
Triumvirate sword art. They fight for glory, for power, for the
monsters lurking beneath the streets, and for the mysterious society
moving in the shadows of Trana—the Black Trillium.
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My bodyguard, the mute giant Brutus Cloven, fell in behind me as I left the chamber from where he’d been waiting in the anteroom. He was milk-pale, entirely hairless and his eyes were pink. The giant looked freakish but he was a comforting presence too. He’d been with my family as long as I could remember, stolid and silent, a worn marble statue of loyalty.

Brutus never spoke a word but his pink eyes never missed a threat, and he’d saved my life on many occasions.

“We ride out tomorrow at dawn,” I said to Brutus. “Round up your best guards to accompany us. We’ll have enough trouble in Trana, if the rumours of the Black Trillium prove true.”

Brutus saluted and left to follow my orders. He looked more nervous than usual, as if marching on Trana was somehow particularly unsettling to him. Or perhaps he simply didn’t like travel.

There was one other person I needed to speak to before sending for Marc and planning the campaign. It gave me shivers just to think it. At long last I would be planning a campaign.

I walked to her suite, one of the most lavish set of rooms in the entire iron palace. They had been mine once. Even a disgraced son of the king could expect good lodgings.

I opened the door and she was there, brushing her long black hair. Her huge green eyes fixed on mine from her mirror, a real glass one, not bronze. That mirror alone cost as much as the arms and horses for a dozen knights, but it was just the least of the marvels in her room.

And if I could I would have given her more.

“Sophie,” I said. “We leave in the morning, for Trana.”

“But I haven’t finished searching Fredericton for it.”

Ah yes, the manual, the book of sublime martial skill that she hunted.

“If there were any swordsman with the skill you say the manual contains in Fredericton, we’d have found him by now,” I said.

Sophie frowned, her big red lips beautiful even in a scowl. “I suppose you are right.”

“Trana is the largest city in Confederation, there are fifty-thousand people there. Perhaps somebody will have heard tidings of the manual.” I knew how much the manual meant to her. It was seeking it that led her to Fredericton to begin with. All she knew is that it was somewhere in Confederation. Or at least that is all she would tell me.

There were many things about her past that Sophie kept even from me.

She smiled. “Yes, perhaps Trana would be a good place to seek the manual.”

“And when you find it?”

“I will be eternally grateful,” Sophie said and she turned, looking at me in the flesh rather than the glass of her mirror.

“When we return,” I said. “I will make you my queen.”

“Yes,” Sophie said, “when we have the manual, I think I would enjoy being queen.”

“I have much to do,” I said. “Be ready to ride at dawn.”

Sophie nodded, and I went to find Marc. It was time to prepare to march on Trana.

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Simon McNeil is the author of The Black Trillium, a story of revolution and martial arts
set in the ruins of Toronto. This novel is published by Brain Lag Publishing.
He is an online marketing communications specialist with a major educational
institution when not wandering the world looking for trouble. He is a
life-long martial artist, has published several articles in Kung Fu
Magazine and he’s probably a little bit too fond of kung fu movies.
He lives in Toronto, Canada with his wife who has happily laid out rules to prevent the
sword-through-glass-lampshade incident from ever happening again. The
Black Trillium is his first novel.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Immortal House by Elizabeth Guizzetti

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Paranormal Comedy 
Date Published: September 28, 2018
Publisher: ZB Publications

 

Laurence Roch might be the worst vampire in Seattle. He adores peppermint mochas. He follows the Seahawks and Mariners religiously. He never wears black or sleeps in a coffin. However, coffin or not, a vampire needs a safe place to rest their head, or they will go insane.

 After his mortal love died, Laurence found himself alone and without a home. With the booming tech industry, the city’s population keeps growing. The hunting is good, but affordable real estate is hard to find.

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Signed Book direct from Author: https://www.elizabethguizzetti.com/product-page/immortal-house-paperback 

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/immortal-house 

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/immortal_house

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About the Author

Much to her chagrin, Elizabeth Guizzetti discovered she was not a cyborg and growing up to be an otter would be impractical, so began writing stories at age twelve.

Three decades later, Guizzetti is an illustrator and author best known for her demon-poodle based comedy, Out for Souls & Cookies. She is also the creator of Faminelands and Lure and collaborated with authors on several projects including A is for Apex and The Prince of Artemis V.  

To explore a different aspect of her creativity, she writes science fiction and fantasy. Her debut novel, Other Systems, was a 2015 Finalist for the Canopus Award for excellence in Interstellar Fiction. Her short work has appeared in anthologies such as Wee Folk and The Wise and Beyond the Hedge. Between long projects, she works on a ten-part novella series, The Chronicles of the Martlet, following the life of an elfin assassin turned necromancer just for funsies. Immortal House is her seventh written book.

Guizzetti lives in Seattle with her husband and two dogs. When not writing or illustrating, she loves hiking and birdwatching. 

 

Contact Links

Website: https://www.elizabethguizzetti.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Elizabeth.Guizzetti.Author/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/E_Guizzetti

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5804912.Elizabeth_Guizzetti

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