Bombastic #BookBlitz: Mermaids and the Vampires Who Love Them by Debra Goelz

Mermaids and the Vampires Who Love Them
Debra Goelz
Published by: Hachette Audiobooks
Publication date: October 17th 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

Sixteen-year-old Waverly Fishwater believes that people who act suspicious are asking for her to spy on them. When she eavesdrops on one of her dad’s clandestine meetings, she learns that mermaids are being abducted. Fearing no one else will save them, Waverly swaps her tail for legs and heads to the site of the disappearances, but it doesn’t go as planned. After exposing mermaidkind to humanity, Waverly has to come to terms with leaving the home, friends, and school she loves. For her safety, she must go to a remote boarding school on the California coast.

Waverly discovers her new classmates are from a multitude of supernatural species, including werewolves, fairies, and minor Greek gods. But the bigger problem might be all the mermaid-blood loving vampires, and the fact that the most infuriating one has taken an interest in her already.

She must navigate this weird new world where her class schedule includes time-traveling history, fairy dance, interspecies biology, and sand-sculpting vain gods with rock-hard abs. The biggest letdown is that she still has to take algebra, even though polynomials are not her friends.

Just when she’s starting to fit in, she begins to unravel a dark plot that could destroy the bayside school and the oceans beyond. As she gets close to solving the mystery, the mernapper takes hold of her mind and hides the clues that will piece it together. Waverly is left with the knowledge of one thing: she’s next.

If Waverly is to expose the scheme and take out the mastermind, she’s going to have to rely on the most dubious kind of help-reckless gods, single-minded werewolves, and virtuous fairies. To avoid a supernatural catastrophe, Waverly must rally this eccentric band of heroes, learning to rely on the help of others in order to stay afloat.

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Debra Goelz is a refugee from Hollywood where she served for ten years as a financial executive for such companies as Universal Pictures, Dino de Laurentiis and Jim Henson Productions. Her performing career began and ended with her puppeteering a chicken during the closing scene in “Muppet Treasure Island.” After garnering over 9 million on-line reads, her award-winning YA fantasy, “Mermaids and the Vampires Who Love Them,” will be published by Hachette audio on October 17, 2017. She lives in a redwood forest in rural Marin County with her husband. Her two children have abandoned her to seek a college education in New York.

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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Riske and Revenge by Natalie E. Wrye

Title: Riske and Revenge

Series: The Revenge Series

Author: Natalie E. Wrye

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Release Date: October 17, 2017

Blurb

Love is the strongest emotion in the world…next to hate.

I knew hate. Had known it since I was seventeen. For me, it was love turned on its head, a product of hurt and fear—twisted, tied up…and placed on the sculpted shoulders of Ethan Riske.

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Dayton, Tennessee.

Home to the best cow-tipping in the world, the biggest hot dogs, and the lousiest sex.

Or so I’d heard…

They were right about the first two. Ethan Riske proved them wrong about the third and at seventeen, he and I spent a summer under the stars, squeezing our way out of trouble, sweating and panting among the haystacks.

Until he left.

Nine years later, when a huge publishing house tries to buy my small press, I storm into the office of the CEO to find him.

Same cocky grin. Different name.

And suddenly all I can think about is exacting revenge on Ethan Riske for breaking his contract…and my heart.

But there’s someone who wants revenge even more than I do. As I begin to fall for the new Ethan, will the sins of the old one come back to haunt us?

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Prologue
“I hope you taste as good as you smell.”
The sound drifted through the air. A slow, sensuous melody floated with it, and as both made their way through the room, the beat of the song and the quiet statement I just heard rattled the bourbon in my hand, making the ice cubes shake.
Or maybe I was the one shaking.
I couldn’t help it.
Griff was poking a hole in my ribs with his elbow, and as the lips that had just whispered in my ear withdrew, I could see the look on my “best man’s” face. He was essentially salivating, his tongue practically swinging as he took in the vision of the woman who was speaking in my ear… and laying a seductive path in my open lap.
She stood, her long legs stretching, her bare torso twisting as she rolled the shape of an “S” in the air with her body, swaying seductively to the music. She was toned… that was obvious. A tight package with tits too big to be real, the buxom blonde in front of me was the object of every man’s wet-dream, star of every cock-swinger’s fantasy…
Except mine.
But she was doing her best. Clad in a piece of cloth that barely covered her clearly cleanly-waxed pussy, she ground her pretty ass two inches from my face while every other man in the room fought the urge to put their fingers all over her. My best friend, included. He nudged my side for the ninetieth time.
“Fuck me, man,” he slurred. “If she was doing that to me, I’d be two seconds from putting my finger in her ass.” He smirked widely and wildly.
“Good thing you aren’t me,” I shot back quietly, leaning over to look into his face. “That’d be a felony, you crazy ass.” I finally smiled. “And the last time I checked you didn’t fuck strippers because ‘and I quote…  ‘Who knows how many other items have been in those goddamned holes?'”
I threw Griff’s own words back at him with a silent grin.
“Doesn’t matter,” he declared, staring at the stripper in front of me for the thousandth time. “For her?” He swallowed another mouthful of scotch. “I’d make an exception.”
I glared at the beautiful blonde again. Because Griff was right. The exotic dancer… She might have been one of the best looking I’d ever seen. Maybe the best. She was tall, long-legged. Gorgeous… in the porn star sense, of course, with a wide, luscious mouth made for licking and sucking in only the most erotic of ways.
She licked her lips at me as if she wanted to make good on the promise she’d just whispered, and I had no doubt when she looked at me, her brown doe-like eyes wide, that—if she could, she would devour me until nothing was left. Until she drained every drop.
Unfortunately, for her, I wasn’t interested.
She tried to drag me to my feet, her tiny fingers wrapping around my own, pulling as she walked backwards in the direction of the edge of the room. The overhead maroon lights illuminating the space in our black-curtain closed boudoir made her look as naughty as every word dripping from her blood-red mouth, and Bambi the Bimbo was putting on her best pout to entice me into joining her towards whatever dirty fun lay in the dark room beyond this one.
All of the men—friend and foe—whooped as I slowly dragged myself to my feet, stumbling and fumbling over the discarded decorations that littered the floor. Streamers and “Congratulations” ribbons ran the length of the room, taking up space between the cloth-covered tables, and I staggered past them, barely holding onto my Bourbon as I followed stolidly behind the too-excited dancer who nearly bounced on her platform-covered toes.
With the push of another curtain, we fell into another room, and I let my body flounce on the dark-colored couches beyond it, slumping into the padded cushions. I took a healthy swig of my drink and sank my fingers into the seat beneath, wondering how many stains these comfortable sofas had really seen.
The drunker I got, the more it didn’t matter. Ignorance truly was bliss.
And so was the sensation making its way down my crotch—a gentle rubbing that circled the length of my cock through the fabric of my suit pants. From the tip to the very base. I groaned, closing my eyes as I saw a vision in my mind. A vision too good to be true.
A vision almost ten years old.
Waves of dark hair fell to a waist too tiny to be anything but touched. Shiny and soft, the beautiful brown mane swept across my chest, against my shirt, as two eyes, a crystal-clear blue, peeked from beneath the strands, as round and as large as saucers. In my mind, they met mine, saying things that couldn’t be vocalized, voicing words that need not be said.
They seduced in the most innocent of ways, waylaying me, pulling at a possessiveness in me I didn’t know existed. The blue eyes smiled. The smile beneath them was even better—wicked, as it dipped to my abdomen and pressed there, making me ache, causing my cock to strain against the inconvenient zipper located there.
How many times had I imagined those lips doing exactly that? That tongue licking out beneath those straight white teeth to lap at my skin, the edge of her mouth nipping at the most sensitive parts of me? It was torture—letting her tease me, taking me to the brink and back again as she swept that sheet of auburn locks over my body as she bent to her knees. I sucked in a breath soaked in desire as I waited for her to place her mouth where it mattered most.
And then it stopped. The teasing. She stopped.
And before I knew it, she was pulling—no, ripping—at my pants. The top button popped, and suddenly my cock was between her hands, her lips. She sank her mouth around it with a sigh, sucking with delight. The sexiest slurp ever made to man escaped from between her teeth, and I nearly lost it, grinding my own teeth as I gripped the back of her head, my eyelids squeezing tight enough to ache.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” I muttered. Over and over and over again.
It was fucking amazing. Something so simple—someone so simple, sweet and secretly naughty could bring a stubborn fucker like me—CEO and all—to his Giorgio Armani-covered knees.
I came… with my cock in her mouth and her name on my mind. I leaned back even further, letting my head fall into the cushions.
“Fuck, Kat…” I mumbled, feeling way too fucked up to move, the liquor coursing through my veins as I came down from my high, my fingers reaching out to touch her once more.
But she backed away.
“Kat?” she said, rising to her feet. “Who the fuck is Kat?”
I opened my eyes, staring at the figure fumbling around in front of me. It was the blonde vixen—the stripper. Standing on shaky legs, she wobbled between my legs, locking me with a stare, her eyes hard and unblinking. She placed her hands on her tiny hips.
“Who the hell is Kat?”
As if she was outraged. As if she had any right to question whatever the fuck I was doing anyway. I ignored her with a shrug, stowing my dick back in my pants with a loud zip! I finished my drink and sat it down.
“Ohhhh… I get it,” the blonde blower hissed. “She must be your fiancé. Well… I guarantee you that she’s never made you come like that. That was epic, baby,” she sighed, trying to straddle me. Her pussy was peeking completely out of her barely-there panties this time, and she tried to rub it across me, sliding her pink slit across the front of my pants with a slow grind.
I almost pushed her off. I stood.
“There is no fiancee,” I rumbled.
“But I thought…”
“My friends,” I interrupted, “thought it’d be funny to celebrate my new position. They said it was fitting… seeing as how I’m now married to my job. This isn’t a real bachelor party. And that wasn’t a real blow-job…”
She raised an eyebrow. “Certainly felt real to me.”
I pulled out my wallet, taking out a couple hundred dollar bills and putting them in the palm of her hand. I folded her fingers around them, looking into her eyes.
“Can’t be real… Not when you’re thinking about someone else the entire time.”
I turned just as the fair-haired, breathing blow-up doll gaped. I pulled the black curtain aside, exiting, attempting to avoid the curious gaze of every onlooking employee that came to the party to usher me into my new executive role.
My smile was weak, as I tried to shake off what just happened to me in the other room… and who I was imagining it happening with. Somehow, it was the brunette in my head, and not the blonde on my lap, that felt as if she were still on my skin.
I was in so much fucking trouble.
Author Bio

Natalie Wrye is a tequila connoisseur, Game of Thrones addict and author best known for writing page-turning Contemporary Romance and Romantic Suspense.

A fan of the beautifully polarizing anti-hero, she crafts sexy stories about hard-bodied, complex men and the strong-willed women who crave them.

She loves it when people get weird with her on Facebook, NatalieWrye.com orNatalie@NatalieWrye.com.

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Rapturous #Release #Blitz: Shaded With Love Vol. 4 by Jessica Hildreth

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Author: Jessica Hildreth

Release Date: October 15th, 2017

Genre: Adult Coloring Book

Hosted By: The Wit & Wonder Agency

 

Synopsis:

Join us as we support BACA ~ Bikers Against Child Abuse!

Shaded with Love ~ Volume 4 is a special multi author, blogger and photographer collaboration. This adult coloring book includes a unique page designed just for each participant!

Enjoy pages by your favorite authors, blogs and photographers…or maybe find someone who is new to you!

100% of proceeds from this book will be donated to BACA ~ Bikers Against Child Abuse

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Contributing Authors:

A Naughty Book Fling | A One-Click Addict’s Book Blog | A.C. Wilson | Alexandria Sure | Amand Leigh | Amy – Book Addict | Aubrey Parr | Author L Chapman | Book Lovers Hangout | Brittany Holland | Brooke O’Brien | Caleb Alexavier | Carissa Ann Lynch | Cary Hart | Catherine Bybee | Charlotte Fallowfield | Chelle C. Craze | Cheri Marie | Christy Pastore | Darlene Tallman | Dawn Robertson | Debi “Kindlekween”Price | Derek Adam | Diana’s Voodoo Dolls | Elena Matthews | Elizabeth York | Erin Lee | F.G. Adams | Fabiola Francisco | Fifi Flowers | For The Love of Books & Alcohol | For The Love of Books & Alcohol Events | Ginger Ring | Glorya Hidalgo | HJ Bellus | Hollis Canon | J.C Valentine | Jacob Chance | Jamie Harbison | Janae Keyes | Jani Kay | Jennifer Ann | Jennifer Miller | Jenny Bug | Jessica Martin | Jennifer Ann | Jennifer Miller | Jenny Bug | Jessica Martin | Jillian Elizabeth | K. Renee | Kat T.Mason | Kate Benson | Kathy Coopmans | Kelsey Elise Sparrow | Kiarra M.Taylor | KL Myers | Kristina Bonham | L.A Ozz | Lauren Firminger | Libby | Lindsey Iler | Little Shop of Readers | Liz-Cate Cicchini | M.C Webb | Maddy Pardue | Maria Vickers | Mayra Statham | Miss Diva | Mitzi Carroll, Editor | ML Rodriguez | Mono | Nanny | Nicole Banks | Nicole Richard | Nikki Sparxx | Niquel | Nuss Navy | Paisleigh Aumack | PJ Fiala | Reading After Dark | Rose Silverstone | Roux Cantrell | Ruth Rice | Sara Schoen | Shane Robert | Shevawn Michelle | Sidonia Rose | Skye Turner | Sloane Nicole | Sophia Sterling | Stacey Johnston | Stacy Huber | Stephanie St Klaire | Susan’s Books I Like | Sweet & Spicy Reads | Tashia Weltmer | Taylor Henderson | Tracy Millosovich | Vicki Green | Wit & Wonder Books | ZN Willett

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Author Bio:

Jessica is the creative mind behind Potty Mouth, the best coloring book you will ever get your hands on. She is the visual book cover genius behind many of the bestselling books on the market today.

When she isn’t creating mind blowing graphic arts, you can find her at local coffee shops, tattoo parlors or more often than not, at home being mommy to the 6 kids she shares with her husband Scott.

 

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Ravenous #Review: Game Of Faith by R. Murray

Game of Faith (Dark Blood #2)Title: Game Of Faith

Series: Dark Blood

Series Number: #2

Author: R. Murray

Genre: Adult Paranormal Romance

Publisher: ??

Publication Date: October 10, 2017

Format: Ebook – ARC

Pages: 230

Rating: 5

Please note that I received a complimentary copy of this work and chose to write a review.

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She is hunted by both the vampires and the wolves for her blood. 
She is the most powerful being amongst the forsaken.
Yet Samantha has only just discovered her fate.

The war for immortality is drawing ever closer and the vampire-witch is the prize!

Book two in the Dark Blood series asks the question:
Just who can you trust in a world full of greed?

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Wow, quite the cliffhanger ending on that one!! It was awesome!! I loved the different POV’s throughout the story. As much as I love mysteries, I also love getting all the info lol. But even with all the different POV’s there are still unexpected twists and turns (like the ending lol). And the characters are so interesting, either easy to like or easy to hate, yet so realistic (other than the paranormal aspect of course). I look forward to the next book, kinda can’t wait after that surprise at the end.

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A little about me and I can assure that I hate doing these bio things.
 
I am a London girl currently living and working in Auckland New Zealand. My day job is a dog wrangler (A dog supervisor at a dog day care centre).  The weekend is when I can become the author I dream of one day being,
 
I have written all of my life, but mainly fanfictions. A few years ago I discovered a RP group on twitter and for two years I wrote with them in many forms and found my love for writing again.
 
After a very personal bit of cyberbullying from someone I once called a friend my confidence was destroyed and I stopped writing for a while.  The monster could not keep me down for long and the abuse I suffered at their hands  became my drive to write once more.
 
That is how I have ended up here, about to release my first novel and I have many more adventures planned.
 
My writing is mainly paranormal and aimed very much at the YA market, but anyone can read them I hope. I mean lets face it who doesn’t love some sexy vampires and werewolves?
 
When I am not writing and wrangling dogs I read, alot, anything and everything. I love discovering new authors and new genres that I never thought I would read.
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Bombastic #BookBlitz: The Beautiful Dead by Jun Prince

The Beautiful Dead
Jun Prince
Publication date: September 22nd 2017
Genres: Fantasy, New Adult, Paranormal

Yubin knows she’s different than the other girls in the pop group SIITY. Yes, they all got sucked into the same machine, giving up schooling and signing ridiculously long contracts before anyone knew if they’d be successful, but that’s how pop stars are made in Korea. Yubin is supposed to be thankful for that, but she isn’t. She doesn’t even like the girls she performs with.

She’s more connected to her former schoolmate Jieun, even though all they ever do is text. Over the last two months, Jieun has become her confidant and best friend, connecting Yubin to the real world in a way she desperately needs. Now that SIITY is going to appear on the reality show The Incredible Race: Asia, Yubin will need that connection more than ever, which is why she’s devastated to discover Jieun has been dead five years and is actually haunting her.

If that weren’t enough, Yubin’s not the only SIITY member with issues. Rena’s father is emotionally abusive. Somi has a learning disability, and after a near death experience, Tae-eun becomes a nine-tailed fox woman. The only way they’ll survive the show, each other, and the supernatural currents buffeting them is to work together and win the hearts of their fans. Because if they don’t, they have nothing to go back to even if they survive what’s trying to kill them.

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Yubin looked at the gumiho. A moment of stunned silence settled between the two women like a moment somehow out of time and place untouched by the urgent emotions of the now. Yubin stood in the hall beside the bathroom, and unable to see Michi, Tae-eun crouched beside her bed. Time caught up.

Yubin shrieked.

“Aaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeee!!!” God, that woman has powerful lungs.

“Yubin!” Tae-eun yelled.

Yubin blinked and paused her noise upon recognizing her name in the twisted animal sounds spilling from Tae-eun’s throat. It gave Tae-eun the moment she needed to make the sign of the cross, direct her eyes toward the ceiling and say “Sorry…” in apology for abusing the name of The Lord.

“Aaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeee!!!!!!!!!” Yubin shrieked again.

The sound made Tae-eun’s head rattle. It struck her between the eyes as if the other woman tried in earnest to give Tae-eun the world’s first sonic lobotomy. If the first call had been a shriek of surprise, the tail end of the latter was most certainly a battle cry. Tae-eun’s unnie darted to the minibar, and hurled a heavy glass at Tae-eun’s skull. She dodged out of the way, but then Rena appeared behind her.

“What the..?” Was all Rena had time to say before leaping on to Tae-eun’s bed. She rolled to the head board and armed herself with a pillow. Yubin seemed ready to hurl a pack of M&Ms at Tae-eun when Rena clobbered the werefox with the pillow on top of the head.

Owwweee! What the hell? It didn’t hurt, but what else was she supposed to think when she was suddenly attacked by her best friend and the SIITY group leader.

“Rena-ya!” Yubin called, and somehow that was all Rena needed to know that Yubin required a pillow. Rena tossed one in Yubin’s direction, spun, and smashed her own pillow into Tae-eun’s muzzle. That one really did hurt. The Gumiho screamed as sparkles swam through her vision.

Yubin hadn’t hit Tae-eun yet, but that was only because she was filling the pillow case with cans of coke and mini bottles of alcohol. The leader whirled the 420 thread count sack of pain over her head, and landed a blow that sounded with an audible crack against Tae-eun’s jaw.

A loud snapping sound escaped the bathroom. Something darted through the air like a flying snake. Michi had been laughing, at the site of the three meter werefox being pillow pounded by two skinny girls half her size, but then the shark woman started gagging. Tae-eun couldn’t see what had happened because at first Yubin blocked her view, and now she was too busy huddling on the floor with her arms protecting her head in the fetal position.

“Don’t… “ another powerful blow to the back of the head from Rena. Damn she’s strong!” “you…!” Yubin’s weighted blow crashed down on her back. Owe! “realize…!” another blow from Rena as she downed her feather filled club like an executioner’s axe. “that I could…!” Yubin delivered another painful blow to Tae-eun’s side and then Rena and Yubin hit her at exactly the same time.

Tae-eun had enough.

Moving faster than any living creature her size should have been able, she grabbed one of her attackers in each of her massive hands. She threw Rena forcefully on to her own bed, and then tossed Yubin effortlessly onto the other where Michi had been sitting.

“…tear you apart!” Neither of the women had a proper sense of self preservation. Attacking a gumiho with pillows… With pillows!

Author Bio:

Jun has lived in Asia for the better part of the last decade. During his years in Korea, he made a point of learning about and getting as close to the Korean entertainment industry as possible while writing his first novel “The Beautiful Dead.” He enjoys telling stories about monstrous humans and humanized monsters.

He has a MFA from the University of California: Riverside, graduated with a BA in English Cum Laude from the University of Washington Seattle, and attended Yonsei University in Seoul, South Korea as an exchange student.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Ashes to Memories by Annie Anderson

Ashes to Memories
Annie Anderson
(Ashes to Ashes #5)
Publication date: October 13th 2017
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance

What she doesn’t know just might kill her.

Nicola is having trouble settling into her new life.

Memories assault her at every turn – even in her dreams. When a friend comes to her for aid, Nicola is once again thrust into a dangerous world – a world she still cannot remember.

Kyle thought the worst was over.

Sure, his wife can’t remember their beginning, but even with a few bumps, having her is better than not. But keeping Nicola alive is a full-time job even he might not be able to fulfill – especially when his darling wife decides to jump into the fray.

It turns out the worst has only just begun.

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There are too many people here. Too many chances for me to be touched by these strangers. I don’t want their memories or lives or future on my soul.

I don’t want this. Am I supposed to save them? Should I change their lives? I did with the sorority girl, but was I right to do so? Did I do the wrong thing? What right do I have to change their circumstances? Isn’t that what Iva was doing – changing the position of the players on the board until all she could see was how she could move them?

My breaths come fast and shallow. Even though I can’t see a single thing, I’m dizzy in a way that I know I’m about to pass out on the pavement.

Panic attack. This is a panic attack.

But I’m saved again when the warm, safe touch of Kyle’s fingers thread with mine before another person can steal my sight – before I have to see how awful their deaths will be.

“Jesus. I looked back, and you were gone. What the fuck, Nicola, you started walking the other way,” he growls in my ear, but he must sense that I’m hanging on by a thread because he wraps an arm around me, protecting me from the crowd. Even in the heat, his warmth is a balm to my tattered nerves. I claw at him, burrowing into his chest as I grip the fabric of his shirt.

“I can’t see, Ky. Too many visions. You have to get me out of here,” I whisper, trembling so bad I have trouble getting the words out. I know he hears me fine when he sweeps me up into his arms and moves us. Cool air conditioning caresses my face, the scent changing drastically once we get inside.

“Can I help you? Oh my god, is she okay?” a young yet smoky female voice calls.

“Yeah, it’s the heat. We’re from up north, so she’s not used to it,” Kyle replies.

“I have some bottled water in the employee fridge. I’ll be right back,” the woman offers and her footsteps float away.

Information comes to me faster than I can help. Her name is Grace. She’s twenty-nine and single. Her only real companion is a German Shepherd named Joe who hides out in the back room of this boutique until she can close up for the day and moves to her apartment upstairs. She owns this shop, scraping together everything she saved and the inheritance from some long dead grandmother to buy it. Grace is also nearly a full-blooded Witch and has absolutely no idea. She was adopted at birth to a lovely, healthy, close-knit human family.

Fabulous – well, I sort of mean that one. Honestly, believing she’s human might be the best thing for her in this climate, but right now that helps us precisely nil. Except for maybe the bottle of water she’s holding in her hand as she passes it off to Kyle. I guzzle the cold liquid, letting it cool the burn in my throat – allowing it to quiet the scream brewing there. I hate that I can only see her in my head and not with my eyes.

While I may be happy Grace – as sweet as she is in my mind’s eye – isn’t mired in the violence that is coming, we came to New Orleans for answers, and she doesn’t have them.

Or at least I don’t think she does.

“Y’all aren’t even close to human. The way she’s lighting up like a Christmas tree and the cast of your eyes, I’m gonna go ahead and bet on it. Let me turn my sign to closed, and you can tell me what in the blue hell you think you’re doing here in my shop. The coven knows they aren’t welcome and if you’re here to start trouble, you aren’t either,” Grace informs us in her smoky southern drawl. The slide of the deadbolt and slither of the sign against the glass door makes me shiver a little.

“We aren’t here to cause trouble, but it does seem to follow us around like a magnet. We were getting out of the foot traffic,” Kyle assures her, but I do the exact opposite of what I’m supposed to do. I do the exact opposite of what he wants me to do, too.

I cause trouble.

© Copyright 2017 Annie Anderson

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Annie Anderson is a military wife and United States Air Force veteran. Originally from Dallas, Texas, she is a southern girl at heart, but has lived all over the US and abroad. As soon as the military stops moving her family around, she’ll settle on a state, but for now she enjoys being a nomad with her husband, two daughters, and old man of a dog.

In her past lives, Annie has been a lifeguard, retail manager, dental lab technician, accountant, and now she writes fast-paced paranormal thrillers with some serious heat.

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Bombastic #BookBlitz: Lure by C.M. Stunich

Lure
C.M. Stunich
(Mafia Queen, #1)
Publication date: September 21st 2017
Genres: New Adult, Romance, Suspense

Three gloriously wicked mafia bosses.

They play with the dark strings of my heart, lure me into temptation.

As the daughter of crime kingpin, Carlo Costello, I have responsibilities.

First, ferret out the traitors.

Next, bring four legendary New York City families together.

I feel like a pawn on the board, a piece lost in a dirty game of violence, sex, and corruption.

But I’m done with being the pawn; I want to be queen.

And I’ll have three kings to reign beside me.

That is, if the sex and the seduction doesn’t kill me first.

One of my lovers is a traitor.

My heart doesn’t care.

But the families will.

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I hated being challenged.  That was one of the things I loved so much about my boyfriend, Bo.  I felt like we were equals at all times, that he respected my independence as much as I did his.  This man … he looked like he enjoyed being the only alpha in the room.

“Do you know what you remind me of?” I told him, feeling irritation creep across my skin like the legs of a thousand tiny spiders.

“I haven’t the faintest idea,” he said, just the slightest hint of an Italian accent creeping into his words.  “Un uomo che vuoi scopare?”

I pursed my lips.

“No, not like a man I want to fuck,” I said, letting the last word snap off my lips like a rubber band.  Marcell’s expression stayed exactly as it was—infuriating, engaging, utterly and completely lickable.

He was almost too beautiful to be real, but also, apparently, a fucking prick.

“Actually, you remind me of a vampire in a novel for teenage girls.”  I crossed my arms over the front of my dress, feeling the expensive satin brush against against my skin like a lover’s caress.  “One of those old, clichéd characters that are about to turn three hundred years old and are going around hitting on high school girls.”

“Is it the accent or the suit?” he asked me, still completely unfazed, still smiling.

Marcell leaned forward and put his arm on the table.

“Because if it’s the suit, me lo posso togliere.

I can take it off, he says.

Total prick.

Author Bio:

C.M. Stunich is a self-admitted bibliophile with a love for exotic teas and a whole host of characters who live full time inside the strange, swirling vortex of her thoughts. Some folks might call this crazy, but Caitlin Morgan doesn’t mind – especially considering she has to write biographies in the third person. Oh, and half the host of characters in her head are searing hot bad boys with dirty mouths and skillful hands (among other things). If being crazy means hanging out with them everyday, C.M. has decided to have herself committed.

She hates tapioca pudding, loves to binge on cheesy horror movies, and is a slave to many cats. When she’s not vacuuming fur off of her couch, C.M. can be found with her nose buried in a book or her eyes glued to a computer screen. She’s the author of over thirty novels – romance, new adult, fantasy, and young adult included. Please, come and join her inside her crazy. There’s a heck of a lot to do there.

Oh, and Caitlin loves to chat (incessantly), so feel free to e-mail her, send her a Facebook message, or put up smoke signals. She’s already looking forward to it.

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Blazing #BlogTour: Legacy of Evil by Sharon Buchbinder

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LEGACY OF EVIL
Sharon Buchbinder
Series: Hotel LaBelle Series Book 2
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: October 13, 2017
Legacy of Evil
One battle, one outcome. Who will win? Good or evil?
When a wild mustang is shot in Montana, renowned horse whisperer and telepath, Emma Horserider, is called in to calm the herd and find out what happened. Once on scene she is almost killed by a bullet-spewing drone, and calls her black ops brother for back-up.
Emma’s help roars into her life covered in tattoos and riding a Harley. Remote viewer Bronco Winchester takes the assignment because he is ordered to, but he wonders what type of assistance, his boss’s sister needs. That is until he sees Emma, a valiant Warrior Woman proud of her Crow heritage.
Posing as a married couple, Emma and Bronco go undercover to infiltrate and stop a hate group. Both are anxious enough without the now growing attachment they feel for one another. When the lives of many are on the line, they are not sure if they will live or die—let alone have a chance at love.
Sharon Buchbinder has done it again! This book has quickly became a favorite of mine and with every word, I was hanging on for dear life.
– Virginia Marks, Goodreads Reviewer
I love this series. The paranormal and mystic surprises and suspense in this book make it a very entertaining read.
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Chapter One

Crow Reservation, Montana

Brandon Winchester, aka Bronco, rapped at the door of the address his boss, Bert Blackfeather, had texted him that morning with instructions to get there pronto. Pushing the big bike as hard as he dared, it had taken him most of the day to get from Colorado to the Crow Reservation in Montana. Once there, he had to navigate his way through the maze of streets, pick-up trucks, SUVs, horseback riders, kids kicking a soccer ball, clusters of adults, and a yappy little dog determined to pursue him for the last mile. Saddle sore, tired, and hungry, he thought about his breakfast back in Denver, and his stomach growled.

Much earlier that day, he’d been sitting in a restaurant, the kind he preferred with three glass sides and the kitchen at his back. On a much needed break between cases, Bronco had been inhaling a mountain of sausages and pancakes dripping with syrup, occasionally slipping a link to his whining friend in his mesh-topped leather backpack. When his phone buzzed and Bert’s number popped up, he knew it was urgent. Sticky fingers smearing prints on the screen, he had finally gotten the phone up to his ear.

Bert’s voice boomed. “We’ve got a situation, and you’re the closest guy I’ve got in the region.”

“What’s the assignment?”

His boss barked, “When you get there you’ll find out.”

Bert never snapped at his agents. Calm and cool under pressure, the big man’s voice held a note of panic.

Something was wrong. Dreadfully wrong.

“Hey, man.” Bronco waved at the server for the check. “I’m not trying to give you a hard time. Just trying to figure out what you need me to take care of.”

“I’m texting you the address. Drop whatever you’re doing and get out there. Call me on my secure line when you arrive.”

Bronco licked his fingers and sighed. He’d been hoping to break the long dry spell created by his last two assignments. So much for asking that cute little blonde in the next booth who’d been flirting with him for the last thirty minutes if she wanted to go for a ride.

“Okay, boss, I’m on it.”

“Good. And by the way, don’t take no for an answer.”

He stared at the silent phone. Don’t take no for an answer? What was that supposed to mean? Mounting his bike and kicking it into high gear, he guessed he’d find out soon enough.

Bronco now stood squinting in the late afternoon sun, knocking at a door with no bell, and waiting for a response. Dogs barked and a window curtain twitched. Good. Someone was home. He adjusted his pack, leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and said, “Any time now.” As the words slid out of his mouth, he heard the unmistakable sound of a shotgun being pumped.

Uh. Oh.

He raised his hands. “Don’t shoot. I’m unarmed.” Turning slowly to face his fate, his jaw fell open, and his heart rate kicked up a notch from being on the wrong end of a shotgun or from the weapon holder’s looks, he wasn’t sure. A raven haired Amazon in a tank top, jeans, and metal tipped cowboy boots held the Mossberg 500 in a perfect military stance. Long strands of hair blew across her face in the hot breeze. A large purple bruise bloomed on her left cheek. She squinted her dark brown eyes and gave him a laser-beam once over from his dusty black boots to his sweat soaked do- rag.

“Who are you, and what do you want?”

If he hadn’t been so intent on not getting killed, he would have spent more time staring at those full, luscious, kissable lips and thinking about how she would taste. As it was, he guessed he had less than a minute to respond before getting blasted into the next county.

“Bronco Winchester. Bert Blackfeather sent me.”

Shaking her head, she lowered her weapon, a grimace pulling those pretty lips downward. “Tell him I said no.”

“We have a problem. My boss specifically ordered me not to take no for an answer.”

She scowled, and he could have sworn sparks flew from her eyes. “Asshat.”

“Pardon me?”

She pointed at the door. “Go ahead. It’s not locked. I don’t need a security system.”

Bronco stepped aside. “Ladies first.” Just as the woman passed him to enter the house, his backpack shifted and wiggled.   Not a good time.  The   weight bounced up and down and paws thumped his back in response.

She stood in the doorway and waved him inside. Three large, mixed-breed dogs greeted them with howls and wagging tails.

He chuckled. “These are your watch dogs?” His laugh caught in his throat when she gestured and the pack stood and began to growl and raise their hackles. “Just kidding. Good doggies.”

Another hand signal and the snarling Cujo wannabes sat and wagged their tails. He could have sworn they were smirking at him. “I stand corrected.”

“Yes, you do. And yes, you will be.” After retrieving the chambered shells, she placed the weapon in a rack at the side of the door. “We’re going to call my darling brother and get this little misunderstanding straightened out.”

Bronco’s tongue untangled, “Your what?”

She snorted, “Let me guess. He didn’t tell you I’m his sister.”

He shook his head, and the backpack quaked and emitted a low growl.

The dogs took note, three heads swiveling in a choreographed move that would have broken the Internet, had he gotten it on video. The largest dog, a German shepherd mix, stood on his hind legs like a human and stared at the now dancing rucksack.

“Whatever you’ve got in your pack, you’d better let it out before my dogs knock you down.”

“Probably not a great idea.” The beast on his back yowled. Bad timing, my friend.

Hand on her hip, Amazon woman stared at him and waited in silence.

Bronco sighed. “Okay. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. You can come out now, Gaucho.” He set the pack on a chair and unzipped the mesh top. An enormous harness-wearing spotted cat with long tufts at the tips of his black ears launched himself out of the bag, landed on his shoulder, teetered for a nanosecond, and then wrapped himself around Bronco’s neck. The end of a long leash rested in Bronco’s hand. Loud purring commenced—and the dogs erupted in howling.

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Sharon Buchbinder has been writing fiction since middle school and has the rejection slips to prove it. An RN, she provided health care delivery, became a researcher, association executive, and obtained a PhD in Public Health. When not teaching or writing, she can be found fishing, walking her dogs, or breaking bread and laughing with family and friends in Baltimore, MD and Punta Gorda, FL.
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In Wolves’ Clothing
Greg Levin
Publication date: October 11th 2017
Genres: Adult, Psychological Thriller

Zero Slade is not a bad guy—he merely plays one when saving children’s lives.

During his seven years on a team fighting child sex trafficking, Zero’s become quite good at schmoozing with pimps, getting handcuffed by cops and pretending not to care about the Lost Girls he liberates. But the dangerous sting operations are starting to take their toll on his marriage and sanity. His affinity for prescription painkillers isn’t exactly helping matters.

When the youngest girl the team has ever rescued gets abducted from a safe house in Cambodia, Zero decides to risk everything to find her. His only shot is to go rogue—and sink deeper into the bowels of the trafficking world than he’s ever sunk.

It’s the biggest mission of his life. Trouble is, it’s almost certain death.

“A truly original and enthralling novel. Levin’s blazing prose and acerbic wit capture the madness—and the humanity—of working undercover in the darkest corners.”

Radd Berrett, former Jump Team member, Operation Underground Railroad

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Guadalajara.

The guys and I ogle the dozen or so pre-teen prostitutes being led into our villa by three slim, scowling men. Each of the men is wearing a different soccer jersey that looks the same. Each of the girls is wearing whatever discount-rack party dress the pimps forced them into. The room smells like Drakkar Noir and sweat mixed with Cotton Candy and fear. Some of the girls look at us and try to smile. The rest of them probably aren’t aware we exist.

We offer the girls some sodas as they plop onto couches and chairs in the huge open living room. Barrett says something silly in broken Spanish and several of the girls giggle. Even one of the pimps is smiling. I pour myself a glass of tequila and wink at a ten-year-old.

The trick to looking excited when children are presented to you for sex is to remember you are saving their lives. If you don’t look excited, the pimps will get suspicious. Show your anger and disgust, and you ruin everything.

I take a sip of tequila and grin at a child and would kill for an oxy. The one I ate an hour ago is losing its luster. But two on the job, that’s a no-no.

For help getting into character, think about the biggest douchebag frat guy you’ve ever met, imagine him with several million dollars, multiply his money and demeanor by ten, and then act like that guy. Right up until the cops remove your handcuffs and thank you.

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Greg Levin is an award-winning author of contemporary fiction with a dark comedic tinge. He’s gone from being read merely by immediate family and friends to being read also by extended family and Facebook acquaintances.

Greg’s novel The Exit Man was optioned by Showtime for development into a TV series, and won a 2015 Independent Publisher Book Award (a.k.a., an “IPPY”). He earned a second IPPY with his next novel, Sick to Death, which Craig Clevenger (The Contortionist’s Handbook) called “a tour de force dark comedy.” Greg’s upcoming book, In Wolves’ Clothing, is due out October 2017 and is his most dangerous work yet. He wrote much of it during a ten-week-long workshop led by the great Chuck Palahniuk (author of Fight Club and lots of other books Greg sleeps with at night).

Greg resides with his wife, daughter and two cats in Austin, Texas. He is currently wanted by local authorities for refusing to say “y’all” or do the two-step.

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