Cover Reveal & Giveaway: The Songs of You and Me by Mylissa Demeyere

The Songs of You and Me by Mylissa Demeyere

Jane Hartford fell head over heels for Jackson at the tender age of fifteen. She spent most of high school pining for him, until she realized he wasn’t going to see her as anything more than his baby sister’s best friend. Now she finds herself single with a daughter, a broken heart, and songs that remind her of a long lost love.

Jackson Wright is a man living with regret. His biggest one, never acting on his feelings for Jane. When he returns to Bellebrook, the town they grew up in, he literally runs into her and his world gets tossed upside down and sideways.

This time, Jackson isn’t willing to give up. With a meddling sister eager to push both of them together, he believes things might actually work out. That is, if they can overcome the heavy baggage they both carry. Follow Jackson and Jane as they revisit their past, figuring out what went wrong so long ago.

Will they learn they have the power to make things right in the present?

Coming July 16, 2018

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“A tender debut novel that will leave you remembering the sweet angst of first love. The Songs of You and Me is a charmer.” ~ Author Taylor Dean

 

 

Author Mylissa Demeyere

Mylissa Demeyere was born in Belgium, and resides in the beautiful city of Ghent. She lives in a somewhat organized home with her 4 beautiful children and the love of her life. If she isn’t working, she’s writing, running, reading or enjoying time with her kids who are growing up way too fast.

The Songs of Me and You is her debut novel, with a sequel already in the works.

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Ends 7/15/18

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: My Sister’s Intended by Rachael Anderson

Blog Tour – March 28th to April 12th

 

 

My Sister’s Intended by Rachael Anderson

For as long as Prudence can remember, it has been understood that her sister will one day wed the eldest son of their nearest neighbor. Such an alliance will benefit both families and bring a great deal of joy to all parents involved.

Unfortunately, Prudence has never been able to feel as joyful. She believes her sister is mad to consider marrying a man she hardly knows, even if he will one day make her a countess. Titles and wealth shouldn’t factor into matters of the heart, and as an aspiring romance novelist, Prudence cannot fathom how anyone could even think of settling for less than love. She certainly wouldn’t, and she doesn’t want her sister to either.

Unable to stand by and do nothing, Prudence sets out to help the awkward couple discover the best in each other with the hope that they will eventually find love. What she neglected to foresee, however, was the possibility that she might fall in love with Lord Knave herself.

 

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Excerpt

When Prudence lifted her eyes to his again, they sparkled with a challenge. “I was going to save this question until later so as not to shock you from the get-go, but I really do need to know . . . What does it feel like to kiss a woman?”

A large lump formed in Brand’s throat, and his mouth went dry. What the deuce? She had promised not to ask questions that would make him uncomfortable, but already he wanted to flee like a frightened kitten. How could he possibly explain how it felt to kiss a woman?

Brand searched his mind for a way to avoid answering until he heard a snicker escape her lips. She was laughing at him. Him! Hildebrand Ethan Cannon, Viscount Knave—a man at least eight years her senior and a great deal higher in social standing.

Unbelievable.

“You are teasing me,” he said, hoping it was true. If she’d posed the question to make him squirm—and perhaps make him more inclined to answer her other questions—then she wouldn’t be expecting an answer.

She shook her head, still smiling. “I’m afraid not, my lord, although I did find the look of terror on your face vastly amusing.”

“I’m glad I could entertain you.”

“I hope you will be equally glad to instruct me on a few things as well. The first scene in my book will include a kiss, and I have no idea how to describe the experience. Do a woman’s lips feel warm or soft or even moist? Would your pulse quicken? Aside from touch, what other senses are engaged? How would it make you feel and what would you notice when you held a woman in your arms?”

If she thought he’d appeared terror-stricken before, there would be no word for how he looked now. Did she earnestly expect him to answer such questions? Surely even she knew how inappropriate it would be to discuss such things, her being an innocent.

“I cannot say,” he finally muttered.

Her brow puckered in confusion. “Have you never kissed a woman, my lord?”

Brand was sorely tempted to lie and say he had not, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so. Any man of six-and-twenty who had never experienced a kiss would be laughed out of his manhood. Women were expected to remain innocent until married. Men were not.

“Yes, I have kissed a woman,” he finally admitted, “but I have no intention of discussing any of the details with you.”

“Why not?” she asked, her large brown eyes blinking at him curiously. “Would you rather I invent the information?”

“Yes.”

She obviously didn’t appreciate his retort because she scowled. “Can you not tell me at least a little?”

“No.” Continue reading

Blog Tour & Giveaway: Bitten by Alan Moore

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Bitten
by Alan Moore
Genre: Thriller, Mystery, Suspense, Crime
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In the not-too-distant future, Italy is in disarray. It has voted to
leave the EU in an attempt to regain control of its laws, finances
and commerce. Even so, the country’s economy is shrinking and its
national debt rising. There is a marked escalation, too, in
unemployment, bank loans and immigration. Production and service
companies are in difficulty. The only thriving business areas are the
black market and organised crime. There is discontent and protest on
all sides.
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In Florence, the local Mafia boss, more accustomed to gunrunning and
trading in plutonium, is involved in organising a silent auction for
the sale of one of the world’s most valuable lost paintings – a
sixteenth-century masterpiece, which was appropriated in World War II
by Stalin’s Trophy Brigade. A British art expert is set to buy the
picture on behalf of his client, a South American billionaire – yet
surprisingly two Italian undercover intelligence agents, acting as
antique dealers, submit the winning bid.
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All the while, human beings continue to harm the Earth by destroying
land, sea, air, animals and trees. Global climate change, polluting
the atmosphere, depleting the ozone layer: these are some of man’s
crimes against Nature. But time is running out. Nature has lost
patience with humans. Unless something is done immediately to reverse
the destruction of the ecosystem, Nature will retaliate by deploying
the terrifying forces at her command. And as a first step in wreaking
her revenge, she instigates a reign of terror by the deadliest
creature on Earth.
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Pinned to the door of a warehouse in the northern suburbs of Kazan, capital of the Republic of Tatarstan, was a large piece of cardboard on which had been scrawled, in red paint, the words, ‘OPÁSNOST’: DERZHAT’SYA PODAL’SHE! [DANGER: STAY AWAY!]’ Inside the warehouse, it was gloomy and the atmosphere was heavy with dust and the smell of cordite. Untidy piles of small wooden boxes with rope handles jostled for space with stacks of long rectangular crates. It was difficult to find a way through them. Once he had reached the other end of the building, the visitor stopped momentarily and stared. A beam of sunlight, radiating from a chink in the roof, illuminated a package standing against the back wall. A strip of the wrapping paper had been torn away. The man was transfixed by what he saw. In the shaft of light, through the tear in the paper, peering out from under arched brows and following his every move, were two soft deep brown eyes.

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Born in Surbiton, Surrey in 1944, Alan Moore lives in Barnes with his
wife, Amber. They have two daughters and a son, who between them have
two boys and two girls. Alan was educated at Oundle School in
Northamptonshire and at London University, where, as an external
student, he obtained a BA degree in English. Thereafter, for 25
years, he single-handedly ran his own book publishing company, which
at one stage was producing up to twenty new titles a year. He is now
74, and so far as self-publishing his first book is concerned, he is
something of a late bloomer. Alan collects books and classical LP
records. He plays the piano and sketches.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Off World by Kimberly Adkins

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Off World
by Kimberly Adkins
Genre: SciFi
73 pages
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Does space make you paranoid?

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Was The Corporation harboring a dark secret on the off world
mining colony to protect their bottom line?
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Christopher Carter loved to explore. He was a specialist in his field
back home on earth, and travel to a moon that orbited a gas giant
120 times the size of his home planet was the opportunity of a lifetime.
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This would be his first deep space assignment, and he’d wanted this
contract more than anything else in the world; except for his family,
of course. And he didn’t have to choose one or the other.
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It was amazing how things worked out –Until they didn’t.
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Everyone was hiding something at the facility, and it didn’t take long to
figure out they were hiding it from him. Unfortunately for
Christopher, the truth would prove to be far more horrifying than
anything he could ever have imagined.
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 CHAPTER ONE

Stasis Sickness.

Bile burned the back of his throat. It gagged him. He’d trained for this, and somewhere in the back of his foggy mind, Christopher knew that. Breathing was the key. Utilize short inhalations through the nose, expelling from the mouth. The respiration exercises happened automatically. His brain knew what needed to be done to keep him alive.

He couldn’t stop his body from shaking. The metal table beneath his back was cold. No creature comforts on the transport ship, not for deep space travel. Only the basic necessities would be allowed on board to keep the load light. Some of the crew on this mission elected to stay awake for the eight months of travel required to reach the crucial mining facility. He remembered opting for stasis now, knowing the bare living conditions they’d be subjected to for the long haul.

They.

Oh man, how could he have forgotten? His family made the trip. Sudden images of them seared across his brain like postcards on a slide show. His stomach clenched painfully. Are they suffering the same symptoms? How could he have considered doing this to them to begin with?

Loved them…didn’t want to be apart from them. Am I really that selfish?\

His vision was dark, but he could hear others in the room. Their whispers hung in the air, negative with discord. “He shouldn’t be here; not with his condition. I was against this from the beginning.”

“The corporation decides who will be required at the facility. Now get over it and do your job quietly, like everyone else here.” A deeper voice snapped back quickly. We’re they referencing him? He couldn’t be sure of anything coming out of stasis. But that wasn’t his priority.

“Where is my family?” He choked out the words, gripping the sides of the table. He still couldn’t see anything, just the outline of vague shapes, but he was getting up anyway. His distorted vision could have been the sickness or anxiety – he wasn’t a medical expert, but it didn’t really matter. His wife and two daughters were the only concern.

“Corporal Carter, please remember your conditioning. You must remain still until all of your senses adjust. You know that.” A stern female voice instructed him. Firm hands held him down. He didn’t appreciate it.

“I asked you a question.” His voice was clearer, now. For all he knew, they hadn’t understood him the first time. The attendant had addressed him by his military title, but he recalled this was a private operation. Well, as private as any company could get. The military had their hands in everything that was worth anything, back home on earth and as far as they’d gone in the galaxy.

“Cindy and the girls are fine, Christopher. They’ve already been out of stasis for 24 hours, and they fared a lot better than you, actually. None of them came out with side effects. I’m sure the children are tearing up the recovery room as we speak.” Her lips pursed together when she spoke. The way she’d said children was off, like it was distasteful to her. So, she didn’t like kids. He didn’t feel like he was high up on her list, either.

“Let him sit up if he wants to, Doctor Larson. He’s a tough guy. That’s how they make ’em in the Marines.” Things were coming into focus and he could make out a second figure beside the table when the man spoke. It was the same guy who laid the hammer down on the doc a few minutes ago, by the sound of it. He looked military. The way he carried himself, the hair cut, all said he’d been in the service. Hell, maybe still was.

Finally, someone who might understand. Continue reading