New Release: Outcast by Denise Jaden

Title: Outcast
Author: Denise Jaden
Genre: YA Contemporary (with romantic suspense elements)
Publication Date: April 20th, 2018
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She’s not crazy.

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Kass Bateman may be a lot of things, but she swears she’s not crazy—even when she wakes up strapped to a wheelchair in a psychiatric hospital and can’t remember how she got there.
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When Kass’s family members go missing one by one, she enlists the smartest guy she knows to help find them. Unfortunately for her, underneath his brains and indifference are some dark secrets and a whole lot of distracting sexy.
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Can Kass keep her head together long enough to rescue her family members from their captors—the truly dangerous and crazy ones?
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Gritty, steamy, and rife with secrecy, Outcast is the first book in a new upper YA/NA crossover series for fans of Gayle Forman and Rainbow Rowell.
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Denise Jaden’s novels have been shortlisted or received awards through the Romance Writers of America, Inspy, and SCBWI. The first draft of her debut novel, Losing Faith, was written in 21 days during NaNoWriMo 2007 and she loves talking with writers and students alike about her Just-Get-To-The-End fast-drafting process.
Jaden’s other young adult novels include Never Enough, Foreign Exchange, A Christmas Kerril,  and Avalanche. Her non-fiction books for writers include, Writing with a Heavy Heart, Fast Fiction, and Story Sparks.
In her spare time, she homeschools her son, acts with the Vancouver film industry, and dances with a Polynesian dance troupe. Find out more at denisejaden.com.

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New Release & Giveaway: The White Room by C.M. Albert

Title: The White Room
Author: C.M. Albert
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Flower Work Press
Cover Designer: Alivia Anders of White Rabbit Book Designs
Editor: Erin Servais of Dot and Dash LLC
Publication Date: April 17th, 2018
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The rules are simple:
No Names.
No Commitments.
Two hours.
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They’re put into place to protect us—exclusive clients lucky enough to afford the cost of playing. But everyone knows some rules are made to be broken. When hearts and bodies collide, even the best intentions slip away…exposing the real reasons why we seek the White Room in the first place. Will the White Room set you free? Step inside and find yourself.
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USA Today Best Selling Author C.M. Albert writes heartwarming romances that are both “sexy and flirty, sweet and dirty!” Her writing infuses a healthy blend of humor, inspiration, and romance. She’s a sucker for a good villain but is a die-hard believer in everlasting love. In her spare time, she and her husband wrangle their two kids and enjoy spending time outdoors. When not writing or kid wrangling, C.M. Albert is also a Certified Medical Reiki Master, chocolate chip cookie aficionado, kindness ambassador, and seeker of naps.
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“Stand for me, Wendy,” he commanded. Her sundress dropped to the ground and Asher took in the shape and delicate curves of her body as she stood before him, completely bare except for her long double strand of pearls. “My God, you are beautiful.”
Vironica stepped out of her sundress and kicked it gently to the side. She ran her hands down her chest, over her pert breasts, and to her stomach. It was slightly curved from the birth of her daughter, but she was trim, fit for her age. Her legs were long, and made to look longer in her high-heeled wedge sandals with complicated straps running up her taut calf muscles.
“Dear God, please leave those on,” Asher said, pulling her close. “Those, the pearls, and that f***ing sexy braid are going to give way to many fantasies long after today,” he growled.
Her lips curved into a knowing smile. “A woman has to have a secret weapon or two,” she murmured. “But one of us is overdressed,” she said, wetting her mouth with her soft pink tongue as it slid over her full lips.
She tugged at Asher’s baby blue tie, loosening it and sliding it out from under the starched white collar of his button-up shirt. “Don’t you look adorable in your derby finest,” she said, eyeing his frame appreciatively. “You come from good stock.”
She smoothed her fingers up and down his biceps after she dropped his tie to the sofa. He leaned over to pick it up. “Not so fast, Wendy. I have something in mind for this.”
She rubbed her naked body against him and shivered. “Tell me what you want to do with it,” she whispered before finding his mouth. She bit playfully at his lower lip, her hands trailing up the hard muscles that lay beneath his crisp white dress shirt.
He grabbed both of her wrists and held them in one of his large hands. “First,” he said slowly, wrapping the tie around her wrists and securing them, “I am going to tie this so your hands are bound.” He yanked the tie to tighten the knot he’d formed. Her wrists weren’t going anywhere. “Then, I’m going to pick you up, bring you to the bed, and have my dirty way with you. Do you understand me, Mrs. Mason?”
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Snapshots from my Uneventful Life by David I. Aboulafia

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Snapshots From My Uneventful Life
by David Aboulafia
Genre: Comedy, Autobiography
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In this hysterical, irreverent and sometimes thought-provoking
collection of essays, the author takes us on a journey through
everyday, real-life events that started out as “uneventful,” but
wound up being anything but. “Snapshots” is a book that everyone
will identify with, and that will have you holding your stomach with
laughter and scratching your head in wonder!
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SNAPSHOTS FROM MY UNEVENTFUL LIFE
“A Funny Gag, But No Laughing Matter”

POOR COCO, my one-year-old, chocolate brown, 65 pound, positively loony Standard Poodle, was about to get his balls chopped off.

Look, there’s just no delicate way to describe it, and I’m not sure whether I should tiptoe around anything or sugar coat the true nature of the event. Employing a more acceptable term such as “neuter” would not alter the graphic significance of such a procedure, at least to any human male.

While convinced of the necessity for this long ago, and despite the sage assurances of the capable veterinarians we consulted (who, I assure you, would just as quickly have recommended the de-balling of my canary or koala), I could not shake the disturbing notion that my loving pet’s very soul would be affected in some way.

Maybe he would come out of surgery like a Stepford wife, or like one of those pod people who are just like the humans they replace, except that they’re not.

That bothered me. That, and the fact I couldn’t even discuss the issue with the vet without two hands shielding my gonads. Hey, don’t wave a red flag in front of a bull, if you know what I mean.

Anyway, my wife took him to the vet that day. Before Coco left, I approached him with bowed head as if he were going to the gallows. I said I was sorry I had failed him, that I had done everything I could, but, that it would be over quickly, and he wouldn’t feel a thing.

French poodles are among the smartest dogs on the planet, and Coco is no exception. He is also a crap expert, as most dogs tend to be, and is fully able to recognize it when it is exiting the mouth of his human. He looked at me with disdain and disbelief, snarling at my disingenuousness, and I didn’t blame him a bit.

The task of retrieving my pup fell to me several hours later. This is a duty that has always caused me great pain and anguish. How it is possible that a man gets as anxious over the health of his dog as the health of his children I cannot imagine, but I do. I drove to the vet with feelings of dark anticipation and dread.

My anxiety expresses itself through my comedy, I suppose, or in the attempt, at least. I guess it’s a way of expelling bad thoughts. I entered the clinic and approached the five sweet-but-always-distracted female administrators who crowded the small area that was the front office. Separating them from the patient waiting area was a four foot high barrier, which they no doubt thought steep enough to fend off any large beast weighing more than any of those sheltered behind it.

“I’m here to pick up Coco,” I announced stoutly. “I believe that he was spayed,” I added.

On the one hand, I was quite proud of my use of complex medical terminology. On the other hand, I didn’t mind disclaiming a precise awareness of the procedure, so I would at least have culpable deniability if anyone were to think me cruel or unfeeling for having so mercilessly mutilated my pet.

“You mean neutered, I hope,” pleaded one of the oh-so-kind assistants, reminding me that the term “spay” is most often used in connection with the female of the species. She spoke with a curious narrowing of her left eye as if to assess whether I might have brought the animal in for a sex change.

“Oh, yes, I’m sorry,” I cheerfully agreed. Wishing to clarify the matter, I simply added that Coco had been brought in to get his balls chopped off, and that was the long and the short of it.

As you can imagine, this remark was received with some disapproval.
Then, I got an idea. I giggled to myself. I forced myself serious, and looked around to see if any- one was in earshot of my thoughts. Finding no one – and somewhat disappointed – I leaned forward.

“May I ask you something?” I inquired of the wholly efficient two-kids-three-cats-mom assistant in front of me.

“Of course,” she replied.

“Can I keep them?” I asked.

Everyone in the office area stopped what they were doing and looked up.
“Excuse me?” she asked.

Timing was everything, and I knew it. I floated a pregnant pause and replied.

“Can I keep them?” I repeated.

“You want to keep them?” she asked.

“Yes…well, actually, it’s my wife who wants them.”

“Your wife?”

Everyone was at full attention now, and I had achieved what I had set out to; namely, to make a complete spectacle of myself.

“Yes,” I replied. “She wants to keep them in a jar on the mantle.”

“In a jar?” she asked with some astonishment.

“Yes,” I repeated.

“On the mantle?” she asked.

“Yes….” I replied, and quite eagerly, now. I was ready for my close-up, baby; ready to deliver the punch line.

“She wants to display them right next to mine,” I added happily.

Well, I thought it was funny. Most of my audience laughed, getting the gag.

But, in relief, I am sure.

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More Snapshots? From My Uneventful Life
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More Snapshots is the cheeky sibling of its predecessor Snapshots From My
Uneventful Life. Chatty, hilarious and often poignant, David I.
Aboulafia takes us on a journey through every day, real-life events
that start out as uneventful, but that wind up being anything but…

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Hunter Moon by Bella James

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Hunger Moon
by Bella James
Genre: YA Psychological Thriller
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I am made of a thousand ghosts, and only you can shoot me down.”
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The sequel to Bella James’ The Girl Who Cried Wolf, invites you to
return to the story of Anna Winters, a young woman facing a
portentous struggle through depression, disordered eating and
dependency.
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Terrified of emanating her violent father, Anna turns her back on all that has
become most precious to her. She journeys the deep labyrinth of her
soul, relentlessly shadowed by a black wolf. He is her deepest fears,
the darkness within her, and the only one who can set her free.
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Anna returns to her past and makes sense of the nightmare she created, to
recognise of darkness and light, there is beauty in both. As she
refuses to relinquish her power to addiction, a frightened girl
begins to create new pathways, from being a lost and defenceless
teenager to discovering the strength that lies within womanhood.
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A young heart can be broken, a fractured soul can be mended… But can
you ever be ready for the fight of your life?
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Twenty-one years ago, I almost came into this world.

Before my life had begun, a cruel act of hatred stole me from the warmth of my mother’s womb, into the realm in which I now reside.

She would have called me Adora, and I was supposed to be her gift.

An elder sister to Anna and little Isabel.

My existence was to be miscarried.

A violent blow from a violent father. The very one who created my life inside my mother. Remember Me roses in a pretty garden mark the life that was taken from me.

I could not reach them, especially Anna with her fearful heart and destructive ways. But she is I, and I am she. I was meant to protect her from our father, until the chance to guard her was ruthlessly snatched.

So, I adopted the form of a powerful white wolf, and I watched her from afar. I waited for her to come to me so I could guide her through the pain and fear.

Sadly, my beautiful light creates an inevitable dark shadow, the black wolf that resides within each of us. His shadow is my anger at being taken with violence from their world, from the family I was supposed to be part of.

And he follows me everywhere.

Until I learn to make peace with the dark wolf, he will persistently pursue, and as Anna’s guardian in the afterlife, my constant nemesis will determinedly shadow her also.

Anna thinks it is I who chases her through her blackest dreams, but the truth is, it is she who chases me.

She searches for her spirit-sister. The one who was supposed to save her.

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A growing up story with a difference, and a startling debut, The Girl
Who Cried Wolf shows the tumultuous transition from teenager to young
woman and is a story about believing in something, whether love,
faith or simply yourself.
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Anna Winters is beautiful, reckless and entirely self-absorbed. She spends
more time thinking up reasons to call in sick to school than she does
studying for her A levels. She shies away from her family, from
responsibility – from anything in fact that doesn’t involve peach
cider and endless parties with her friend Jules.
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Anna assumes that her headaches are an inconvenient symptom of her wild
lifestyle, until a doctor tells her that she has cancer…
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As a terrifying black cloud descends upon her, Anna finds solace in
Michael, another patient in the oncology ward. Michael shows Anna a
chink of light in the darkness and sees beauty behind her illness and
loves her sassy wit. He makes Anna forget she is ill.
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Michael recovers; but Anna’s prospects worsen. And in emergency surgery, as
she hovers between life and death, she is given a stark glimpse of
why her life is so broken, and as she realises the simple fulfillment
of being truly content, fears it may now be too late…
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Moon.
She writes gritty and intense YA novels that pull no punches in the
trials of transitioning from child to adulthood.
Bella worked for many years with young people who were facing exclusion
from mainstream schools, and is a passionate crusader in dispelling
the challenges we face all our lives -trying to fit into a world that
doesn’t always accept us for who we want to be.
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Blog Tour: Game Show by Allie Cresswell

 

It is 1992, and in a Bosnian town a small family cowers in their basement. The Serbian militia is coming – an assorted rabble of malcontents given authority by a uniform and inflamed by the idea that they’re owed something, big-time, and the Bosnians are going to pay. When they get to the town they will ransack the houses, round up the men and rape the women. Who’s to stop them? Who’s to accuse them? Who will be left, to tell the tale?

Meanwhile, in a nondescript northern UK town a group of contestants make their way to the TV studios to take part in a radical new Game Show. There’s money to be won, and fun to be had. They’ll be able to throw off their inhibitions and do what they want because they’ll all be in disguise and no-one will ever know.

In a disturbing denouement, war and game meld into each other as action and consequence are divided, the words ‘blame’ and ‘fault’ have no meaning and impunity reigns .

Game Show asks whether the situation which fostered the Bosnian war, the genocide in Rwanda, the rise of so-called Islamic State in Syria and the ethnic cleansing in Myanmar could ever happen in the West. The answer will shock you.

Purchase from Amazon UK or Amazon US.

 

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Game Show represents escape and freedom for the participants, a chance to throw off inhibitions and leave all their insecurities and hang-ups at the door. They all make special preparations for the show.

In this extract, Barry, an ordinary man with a humdrum job and a failed relationship behind him, gets ready to face the wild and taxing challenges of Game Show.

He had planned his Game Show preparations through weeks of lonely eventless evenings. He had sensed, somehow, even then, it was important to set the scene, to manufacture a reality into which he could enter and conquer. All inhibitions, all restrictions could be left behind. He would be a new person, a character created and groomed for this night. His whole self would emerge like a butterfly from a chrysalis; he would flutter towards the sun leaving the outer shell shrivelled and useless – he would not have need of it again. The whole thing had taken on, in Barry’s mind, a flavour of ritual. It was to be a ceremony, quite formal, with quasi-religious symbolism on an epic scale, of decay and regeneration, death and rebirth.

First, as the opening stage in his ceremonial purification, he ran a bath, stopping en route to insert a CD into the machine. This choral accompaniment to his rite was to be a medley of the New Romantics of the Eighties; the nearest Barry could come to the swashbuckling days of chivalry when men were men, with courage and style. He turned the volume up just a little louder than he would normally allow himself, so he could hear it in the bathroom; this was his rebellion; an act of repentance from the old ways of cringing consideration.  He made the bath much deeper than he would normally have done, with a good squirt of ‘Vlad’, the masculine bubble bath Auntie Evie had sent him at Christmas; a foretaste of extravagance and dissipation, but, curiously, a sense, too, of cleansing and anointing the flesh. He soaped himself liberally under his arms and around his genitals, and decided to risk shampooing his hair, intoning the solemn incantations of Duran Duran; ‘The wild boys are calling on their way back from the fire…’ quite without regard for the lady upstairs who would be watching Neighbours. Later, enrobed in his towel, his skin steaming and glowing, he prepared a light microwave meal to fortify him for the night ahead, checking the ingredients on the pack, (it wouldn’t do to contaminate the sacrificial body at this stage). He set the table carefully, cutlery and cruet on a white cloth; the utensils of the sacraments on an altar. Then he opened another beer. This time he deliberately turned his back on the tumbler perched on the draining board, and drank from the neck of the bottle, putting to the back of his mind how unhygienic this was with an irresponsible determination quite alien to him. He consumed the burnt offering with a gravity suitable to the occasion; it didn’t take long, the portion was minuscule. Finally, having washed and dried the crockery, the warm food and the beer making a comfortable glow in the pit of his stomach, Barry went through to the bedroom to assume his disguise.

The tailor had done his work well. The trousers fell in a flattering line to his heel, the fine threads of silver glinting bewitchingly in the electric light. They were comfortable around the waist and roomy around the seat, perfect for the physical demands of Game Show.  Barry experimented with a few dance steps across the bedroom floor, conservative at first and then with increased vigour and exaggerated pelvic gyrations. With more daring, he fell to his knees once or twice, lunged and grappled the end of the duvet, rugby tackled the legs of the bedroom chair and finally did a commando-roll out of the bedroom and into the hall, knocking over the wrought-iron jardinière with the dead spider plant whose crisp leaves disintegrated into ash on the carpet.  The trousers survived this punishment with equanimity. Barry buttoned up the white sheeny shirt he had bought at, for him, unusually large expense, and shrugged on the jacket.

He scrutinised himself carefully in the mirror. Something was wrong. His hair had dried back into the attractive new style, he had shaved without cutting himself, his shoes were clean.  He undid two or three of the shirt buttons and tried a nonchalant slouch with one hand in his pocket.  Yes, better, but still something… Something to do with his face. He peered intently at his image. He just looked too worried. With a massive effort he relaxed his face muscles and tried for an expression of strength and confidence. He was nearly there. Then, with a flash of inspiration, he removed his glasses. Yes. There. He sighed with a mixture of heavy satisfaction and released tension. The ceremony was concluded, the transformation complete. Gone was the redundant delivery driver; the inadequate lover had fled. The grey and insubstantial figure that had lived in Barry’s shoes and occupied this flat and gone through the motions of his life was transfigured and there was no limit, in Barry’s perception of the significance of this change, to what could now be achieved.

For the person in the mirror was not Barry. Barry had been reduced to a shadow, shrinking and insubstantial and the man in the mirror took no notice of him. This was a new creation. Tall, imposing, confident. The figure stood motionless and stared with composed detachment out at the Laura Ashley bedroom. The frilled duvet, the sticky trousers in the corner were nothing to him. They were foreign to his existence. He didn’t belong there. What had he to do with microwave shepherd’s pies or jars of pickled gherkins or delivery driving or any of the futile, mundane ingredients that made up Barry’s life? They were alien and irrelevant to this man, who lived on a higher plane, in a different dimension. This man had potential; this man had a destiny.

Slowly, deliberately, the man beyond the mirror collected his wallet and keys from their reflection on the other side of the dressing table, slipping them into his inner jacket pockets. Then, without a backward glance, he strode from the room, switching off the light as he went.  As the door of the flat closed behind him, the wisp of shadow, all that remained of its previous occupant, dispersed and was gone.

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About Allie Cresswell

I have been writing stories since I could hold a pencil and by the time I was in Junior School I was writing copiously and sometimes almost legibly.

​I did, however, manage a BA in English and Drama from Birmingham University and an MA in English from Queen Mary College, London. Marriage and motherhood put my writing career on hold for some years until 1992 when I began work on Game Show.

​In the meantime I worked as a production manager for an educational publishing company, an educational resources copywriter, a bookkeeper for a small printing firm, and was the landlady of a country pub in Yorkshire, a small guest house in Cheshire and the proprietor of a group of boutique holiday cottages in Cumbria. Most recently I taught English Literature to Lifelong learners.

Nowadays I write as full time as three grandchildren, a husband, two Cockapoos and a large garden will permit.
Facebook –  https://www.facebook.com/alliescribbler/

Website  – www.allie-cresswell.com

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: The Secret of the Lost Pharaoh by Carolyn Arnold

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The Secret of the Lost Pharaoh (Matthew Connor Adventure series Book 2) by [Arnold, Carolyn]

Mystery lovers will need to hold on to their hats for this follow-up to City of Gold, which reviewers described as “a fast-paced action adventure” that is “akin to an Indiana Jones story set in modern times.” Now, the second in the series promises to bring much of the same excitement! Join archaeologist and adventurer Matthew Connor and his friends as they go after the Emerald Tablets to save the world in The Secret of the Lost Pharaoh.

In Egypt’s Western Desert lies the tomb of an unnamed pharaoh that hides a secret so powerful, it could destroy the world as we know it.

Archaeologist and adventurer Matthew Connor has made a career of finding legends the world has all but forgotten. Though there’s one in particular that has fascinated him for years—the Emerald Tablets. Myth says that they possess the knowledge of the universe, allowing humankind to traverse Heaven and Earth, and have the power to bestow wealth and wisdom upon whomever possesses them. But if they fall into evil hands, it could cause a global disaster.

o when a former colleague stumbles across an ancient Egyptian hieroglyphic map that promises to lead to a pharaoh’s tomb and the Emerald Tablets, there’s no way he’s turning down her invitation to join the dig. He only has one stipulation: his best friends Robyn Garcia and Cal Myers come with him.

The road ahead isn’t going to be an easy one, and their shared dream of recovering the Emerald Tablets is being crushed at every turn. And just when they think it’s all over, they learn there are a few clues they have overlooked. But they’re no longer the only ones searching for the Tablets. Now, the fate of the world hangs in the balance, and soon they’ll find out that when it comes to hunting legends, they can’t trust anyone.

Available to buy from the following sites…

Amazon.com * Amazon Intl * Barnes & Noble * Apple iBooks * GPlay  * Kobo

 

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Action-adventure books for the mystery lover.
Does treasure hunting excite you?
What about the thought of traveling the globe and exploring remote regions to uncover legends that the world has all but forgotten? If so, strap yourself in for an adventure with modern-day archaeologist Matthew Connor and his two closest friends. Indiana Jones meets the twenty-first century.


This is the perfect book series for fans of Indiana Jones, Lara Croft, National Treasure, and The Relic Hunter.



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Also available in Matthew Connor Adventure Series

Each book may be read as a stand-alone novel, or as part of the series.

City of Gold, Matthew Connor Adventure Series Book 1

Finding the Inca’s lost City of Gold would be the discovery of a lifetime. But failing could mean her death…

Archaeologist Matthew Connor and his friends Cal and Robyn are finally home after a dangerous retrieval expedition in India. While they succeeded in obtaining the priceless Pandu artifact they sought, it almost cost them their lives. Still, Matthew is ready for the next adventure. Yet when new intel surfaces indicating the possible location of the legendary City of Gold, Matthew is hesitant to embark on the quest.

Not only is the evidence questionable but it means looking for the lost city of Paititi far away from where other explorers have concentrated their efforts. As appealing as making the discovery would be, it’s just too risky. But when Cal’s girlfriend, Sophie, is abducted by Matthew’s old nemesis who is dead-set on acquiring the Pandu statue, Matthew may be forced into action. Saving Sophie’s life means either breaking into the Royal Ontario Museum to steal the relic or offering up something no one in his or her right mind can refuse–the City of Gold.

Now Matthew and his two closest friends have to find a city and a treasure that have been lost for centuries. And they only have seven days to do it. As they race against the clock, they quickly discover that the streets they seek aren’t actually paved with gold, but with blood.

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Amazon.com * Amazon.co.uk * Barnes & Noble * Apple iBooks * GPlay * Kobo

 

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About the author

CAROLYN ARNOLD is an international best-selling and award-winning author, as well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has written nearly thirty books. Her genre persity offers her readers everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to action adventures.

Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW ENFORCEMENT™.

Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her books, to entertain, inspire, and empower.

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New Release: Quinn by Shanna Hatfield

Title: Quinn (Pendleton Petticoats 9)
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet, Historical, Western Romance
Publication Date: April 19th, 2018
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A fiery suffragette meets her match…
Nothing about Quinn Fairfield is typical. The outspoken suffragette spends her days as a newspaper reporter, indulging her natural curiosity, and writing sensational headlines. She’s much more likely to be found riding a bicycle around Pendleton than learning the social graces at which her sister, Caitlyn, excels. When Caitlyn announces her plans to wed a man Quinn doesn’t trust, she sets out to find a reason to break up the happy couple. In the process, she finds herself falling for an intriguing, gentle-hearted man.
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After spending several years in Portland at college, Walker Williams returns to Pendleton, eager to make his mark on the world. Regardless of his upbringing on the nearby Umatilla Reservation, he’s determined to become a legendary architect. Then a feisty red-headed newspaper reporter catches his eye and captures his heart. Walker fights against his feelings for her, determined to shelter Quinn from the prejudices he often experiences because of his heritage.
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Can the two of them overcome their fears, set aside the burdens of the past, and surrender to the sweet romance blossoming between them?
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Filled with laughter, adventure, and historical tidbits from 1912, Quinn is a sweet historical romance brimming with hope and love.
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USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
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Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.
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Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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Quinn relaxed her tense shoulders and shifted her attention from what liberties Drake might be taking with Caitlyn to her dance partner. “To answer your question about my dreams, I want to write books that people will read a hundred years from now and find clever and enjoyable.”
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“What type of books do you want to write?” Walker smirked at her. “Romances?”
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If her loathsome look could have felled him, the man would have found himself flattened on the floor. She pinned him with a frosty glower. “Certainly not! I intend to write adventurous tales full of wit, humor, mystery, and intrigue.”
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“So a pirate romance with a cheeky girl?” he suggested with a rascally grin.
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Annoyed yet oddly invigorated by his teasing, she resisted the urge to pull away from Walker and stalk off the dance floor.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: The Banished Lands by Benjamin Mester

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The Banished Lands
The Banished Lands Book 1
by Benjamin Mester
Genre: YA Epic Fantasy Romance
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A kingdom in danger. A prophecy that will change everything. But will
they understand it in time? The old world is gone, and barely even
histories remain. But something from that time is returning. The
closing lines of a farewell poem, written centuries ago by the last
great king of the age to his slain wife, might be more than just a poem:
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The world and all its light shall fade,
I’ll stay with her beneath the shade
And wait until the world’s remade…
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Join us in this epic fantasy adventure as three friends plunge into the
great mystery of their age, twelve centuries in the making. A
mysterious fog blankets the forest just outside the sleepy town of
Suriya. A dark plot unfolds as Durian and his friends discover ties
between a strange wanderer and the warlike barbarian kingdom far to
the north. Are the mysterious things happening in the forest a
prelude to invasion? What happens next will propel Durian and his
curious friends into the middle of the oldest riddle in the history
of their kingdom, a dozen centuries old.
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This book is safe for kids of all ages. If you’re looking for something
that’s written in the traditional style of Lord of the Rings but set
at a faster pace, then this book is for you. The Banished Lands
introduces you to a brand new world of mystery and intrigue.
Combining elements of fantasy romance, coming of age, and the epic
struggle of good versus evil, The Banished Lands series will deliver
on your expectations. Join us in this fantasy adventure quest in
which three ordinary friends find themselves in the middle of
extraordinary circumstances.
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Durian felt a swell of pride. Though life had taken a hard turn, he had met its course in stride. But what would he find in Thob Forest? An intense feeling of mystery filled him. The townsfolk had spoken of much concerning Thob Forest these past months – of beasts and ghosts, and old things long forgotten.

Durian returned to his main room, to his chair in front of the fire, laying the axe down beside him. As he sat, Durian took a moment to drink in the night – the firelight dancing and casting deep shadows on the recesses of his home. And something rarely felt these past years began to rise in his heart: a longing to live his life to the full and find his true purpose – to do heroic deeds and make his life matter.

He opened his book and began flipping slowly through, perusing stories of the lost House of Cavanah, who according to legend disappeared at the end of the Great War, twelve centuries ago. Suriya belonged to one of the two remaining Houses, the House Forthura, which occupied the southern peninsula of the continent. To the north were the scattered tribes of the Horctura, the barbarians. And to the northwest, over a thousand leagues away was the House of Kester.

Durian turned the pages until coming to the story of the last great king of Cavanah, who reigned until the time of the Great War that ended the Prosperous Age. King Euthor was one of the Builders – those who could mold stone as though clay in their hands, and create new forms of stone with stronger properties – even magical ones. He had wrought great works in the latter days of the Prosperous Age, but had tragically lost his wife, Sheyla, just before the last battle that changed their world, over twelve centuries ago. After her death, he disappeared along with the rest of the House of Cavanah, never to be seen again.

Durian recalled the dream he had had this morning and slowly read the poem before him:

 

Dismissing hours as they pass

Soft upon the windswept grass.

The hopes of men have come to naught.

Nothing fair for eyes or thought.

 

For Sheyla lies on golden plain,

Of Cavanah, the fairest slain;

Who met her last and final day

When all was brought to disarray.

 

Of gladful things now nevermore –

Now bitter wind, now salty shore.

The peaceful world bound to unrest

And darkness looming in the west.

 

The world and all its light shall fade.

I’ll stay with her beneath the shade

And wait until the world’s remade…

 

Durian closed the book and laid it down for the night. But something suddenly tugged on the strings of memory and he took the book back up again, not quite sure what he was looking for. But the pages came to rest on a picture he had forgotten about until just now – a simple sketch of a cloaked and featureless figure standing atop a windswept hill. Nothing of his face could be seen, like an other-worldly specter. In his hand was an ornately decorated walking stick with an iron cap, and behind him, dark storm clouds were gathering. Below the picture was a single description: Windbearer.

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The Banished Lands: Alliances
The Banished Lands Book 2
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Volume two to the epic Banished Lands saga. Join the continuing adventure as
Durian and Pallin make the long trek toward the Banished Lands as
Sheabor and the others unveil a startling plan for the survival of
the Eastern Realm. But mysterious forces working in the shadows
threaten to unravel everything they’ve accomplished.
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Volume two of The Banished Lands has a lot more Fantasy Romance. I believe
in writing fantasy books for kids, young adult and adults alike. This
book would be rated PG-PG13. This book combines the best of high
fantasy, fantasy romance, and coming of age.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Inevitable by Sariah Skye

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Inevitable
The Curse of Avalon Book 2
by Sariah Skye
Genre: Paranormal RH Romance
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A few short weeks ago, I knew exactly who I was: Ava Dawson, a woman
with a surprising magical ability, a daughter, a friend, and
invisible to men.
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Now?
Everything has changed. The only family I’ve ever known? Betrayed
me. My best friend lives clear across the city, and I seem to have
the favor of four gorgeous, reluctant incubi. That complicates things
a bit.
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Also, I have this powerful magic coursing through my veins: the power of
the mythical isle of Avalon. It’s real, I promise—I feel it every
day. If I don’t learn how to control it, I might just end up
hurting the people closest to me. Mathias, Trystan, Bash, and Xander
are the new sworn protectors of Avalon—me. They’re powerful, but
this magic? Might be more so.
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I’m resisting the magic and trying to figure out who I am again.
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Losing my control? It’s probable. Losing my heart, split among four gorgeous
men? Yeah, I’m sure it’s only inevitable
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(this is a slower-burn paranormal/ reverse harem romance, like the first
book in the series. Due to language and adult content, the entire
series is recommended for adults 18+)
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Invisible
The Curse of Avalon Book 1
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My name is Ava Dawson. Ever since I was young, I have had this strange
“gift” of invisibility. I can’t explain it, nor can I always
control it. It affects my work, my personal life, dating—all but my
mother and best friend seem to be affected. No matter what I do, I
seem to always be forgotten.
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Until I meet these gorgeous guys during a girls’ night out, and there’s
something strangely alluring about them. An ancient curse brings us
together, while a group of supernatural “Collectors” is
threatening to tear us apart. They’re targeting people with special
abilities like mine, and all four men have taken it upon themselves
to protect me. But with their complicated pasts, I can’t help but
feel protective of them, too. I’m trying not to get in over my
head, with these men, and the magic.
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But I have to admit, It’s nice to be seen after years of being
invisible.
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*Author’s Note: this book is ‘reverse harem;’ meaning, one woman, multiple love
interests. This series is meant for readers 18+ only
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Sariah Skye physically resides in southern Minnesota with her husband, two
kids and a dog (so really…3 children) but mentally her head is in
the clouds dreaming of anything that doesn’t require adulting.

 

When not writing she’s probably geeking out watching Star Trek, playing
World of Warcraft, reading yet another fantasy book or staying up way
too late. She’d love it if you dropped her a line at Facebook or
Twitter but be prepared…she’s a nictofiliac so be patient for a
response while her eyes adjust to the light of day and beware of
sarcasm. It helps to throw her chocolate or glitter first before
engaging. Wine is also acceptable…but not to throw. Hand it over
gently.
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Book Blitz & Giveaway: Dark Water by T.W. Lawless

 

Thriller/ Mystery

Date Published: 15th March 2018

Peter Clancy is back. Back in Queensland’s Far North, that is – the place he’s spent a lifetime trying to leave. Clancy couldn’t refuse his ‘uncle’ Sam’s insistence he ‘do something’ about the destruction of the family graveyard and the threat to the sacred sites of Sam’s ancestors from the new mine operations at Clarkes Flat.

And when Clancy discovers his old nemesis Max Hillard is in deep with the mining company, he’s more than keen to use his journalism skills to stir up bad publicity for the mine.

But two grisly deaths at the local crocodile farm are followed by murder at the protest camp, and Clancy realises something else is at play. Soon Clancy and Sam are running for their lives …

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About the Author

I was born in the Australian outback and raised on family cattle stations ( ranches). I was a Registered Nurse for many years before writing my first book in 2011. The book was about a hard-living Aussie reporter, Peter Clancy, who does nearly anything to get a story. The book, Homecountry was an Amazon best seller as was the follow-up, Thornydevils, which again featured Peter Clancy. I have since written a further two books featuring Peter Clancy. The latest is Dark Water which is set in the outback.

Contact Links

Website: https://twlawless.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/LawlessLikers/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/BellTwlbell58

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6591372.T_W_Lawless

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