Mama Reads: Morgan by Liz DeJesus

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Title- Morgan

By- Liz DeJesus

Genre- Horror/Erotica/LGBT

Publication Date- June 2014

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Blurb-

In an instant, Detective Morgan Carbone’s life changes from day to night. Sociopath, serial killer and charmer, David McAllister won’t reveal where the bodies of several young women are located but Morgan is determined to get answers. She gets more than she bargained for when during an interrogation he attacks her by sinking his teeth into her hand. Though the wound heals quickly and perfectly, it leaves her with an insatiable bloodlust as she has now turned into a werewolf like her serial killer nemesis. With her world no longer as she knew it, she is propelled into a dramatic, action-packed journey that includes being forced to leave the country to kill an ancient vampiress. However, when Morgan sees her intended target, she finds that not only does the woman remind her of her one true love whom she lost years before, but she is falling for her as hard as she did with her former lover. Now Morgan must decide whether to complete her mission or risk her own life by giving in to her heart’s desire.

 

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Amazon- http://www.amazon.com/Morgan-Liz-DeJesus-ebook/dp/B00LQTGPYO/ref=la_B004HJN9YY_1_2_title_1_kin?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1426694675&sr=1-2

Barnes & Noble- http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/morgan-liz-dejesus/1119952199?ean=9780615853062

Goodreads- https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19230523-morgan

Mama’s Thoughts on Morgan:

This is one rather interesting book.  At first, I really wasn’t sure I was going to like it due to some disjointed phrases and odd pacing, but about 15% into the book, things really come together, and events are happening at a fast pace.  Morgan was such an odd character, but my heart broke for her.  She really was just trying to do her job, or so she thought.  I enjoyed the fact that DeJesus didn’t skimp on the gore like most paranormal authors, and that she gave a much more realistic depiction of same sex encounters than I have seen in recent years.  There seems to be a trend of just copying straight sex scenes and replacing the characters with the proper pronouns to make it a lesbian or gay scene, and I was really happy to see something more sensual and accurate in this book.  As you may have guessed this is definitely not anywhere near YA, and if you read it at night you will want to keep the lights on!
Although there were definitely some references to a particularly famous serial killer, I wouldn’t count this as historical fiction either.  This was truly an intriguing blend of Horror, Detective Mystery, and Erotica, with supernatural elements.  4 stars

Liz DeJesusAbout the Author-

Liz DeJesus was born on the tiny island of Puerto Rico.  She is a novelist and a poet. She has been writing for as long as she was capable of holding a pen. She is the author of the novel Nina (Blu Phi’er Publishing, October 2007), The Jackets (Arte Publico Press, March 2011) First Frost (Re-realeased through Indie Gypsy Summer 2015), Glass Frost (Re-released through Indie Gypsy Summer 2015), Shattered Frost (Indie Gypsy, Summer 2015) and Morgan (Indie Gypsy, July 2014). Her work has also appeared in Night Gypsy: Journey Into Darkness (Indie Gypsy, October 2012), Twice Upon a Time (Bearded Scribe Press, Winter 2015) and Someone Wicked (Smart Rhino Publications, Winter 2013).

Liz is currently working on a new novel and a comic book series titled Zombie Ever After (Emerald Star Comics, Fall 2014).

Social Media Links-

Website- www.lizdejesus.com

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Twitter- https://twitter.com/Liz_DeJesus23

Mama Previews: Liberty by @KimHeadlee Excerpt and giveaway with @MyFamHrtBookRvw tours

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BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Liberty, second edition AUTHOR – Kim Iverson Headlee GENRE – Historical Romance (ancient Rome) PUBLICATION DATE – Dec. 2014 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 462 pages/118K words PUBLISHER – Pendragon Cove Press COVER ARTIST – Natasha Brown BOOK INFOhttp://kimiversonheadlee.blogspot.com/p/liberty.html

BOOK SYNOPSIS

They hailed her “Liberty,” but she was free only to obey—or die.

Betrayed by her father and sold as payment of a Roman tax debt to fight in Londinium’s arena, gladiatrix-slave Rhyddes feels like a wild beast in a gilded cage. Celtic warrior blood flows in her veins, but Roman masters own her body. She clings to her vow that no man shall claim her soul, though Marcus Calpurnius Aquila, son of the Roman governor, makes her yearn for a love she believes impossible.

Groomed to follow in his father’s footsteps and trapped in a politically advantageous betrothal, Aquila prefers the purity of combat on the amphitheater sands to the sinister intrigues of imperial politics, and the raw power and athletic grace of the flame-haired Libertas to the adoring deference of Rome’s noblewomen.

When a plot to overthrow Caesar ensnares them as pawns in the dark design, Aquila must choose between the Celtic slave who has won his heart and the empire to which
they both owe allegiance. Knowing the opposite of obedience is death, the only liberty offered to any slave, Rhyddes must embrace her arena name—and the love of a man willing to sacrifice everything to forge a future with her.

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FINGERS CRAMPING AND shoulders aching from having wielded the pitchfork all day, Rhyddes ferch Rudd tossed another load of hay onto the wagon. Sweat trickled down her back, making the lash marks sting. Marks inflicted by her father, Rudd, the day before because eighteen summers of anguish had goaded her into speaking her mind.

Physical pain couldn’t compare with the ache wringing her heart.

She slid a glance toward the author of her mood. He stood a few paces away, leaning upon his pitchfork’s handle in the loaded wagon’s shade to escape the July heat as he conversed with her oldest brother, Eoghan. She couldn’t discern their words, but their camaraderie spoke volumes her envy didn’t want to hear.

Her father’s gaze met hers, and he lowered his eyebrows. “Back to work, Rhyddes!” On Rudd’s lips, her name sounded like an insult.

In a sense, it was.

Her name in the Celtic tongue meant “freedom,” but the horse hitched to the hay wagon enjoyed more freedom than she did. Her tribe, the Votadini, had been conquered by the thieving Romans, who demanded provisions for their troops, fodder for their mounts, women for their beds, and coin to fill the purses of every Roman who wasn’t a soldier.

If those conditions weren’t bad enough, for all the kindness her father had demonstrated during her first two decades, Rhyddes may as well have been born a slave.

She scooped up more hay. Resentment-fired anger sent wisps flying everywhere, much of it sailing over the wagon rather than landing upon it.

“Hey, mind what you’re doing!”

Owen, her closest brother in age and in spirit, emerged from the wagon’s far side, hay prickling his hair and tunic like a porcupine. Rhyddes couldn’t suppress her laugh. “’Tis an improvement. Just wait till the village lasses see you.”

“Village lasses, hah!” Sporting a wicked grin, Owen snatched up a golden fistful, flung it at her, and dived for her legs.

They landed in the fragrant hay and began vying for the upper hand, cackling like a pair of witless hens. When Owen thought he’d prevailed, Rhyddes twisted and rolled from underneath him. Her fresh welts stung, but she refused to let that deter her. He lost his balance and fell backward. She pounced, planting a knee on his chest and pinning his wrists to the ground over his head.

Victory’s sweetness lasted but a moment. Fingers dug into her shoulders, and she felt herself hauled to her feet and spun around. Owen’s face contorted to chagrin as he scrambled up.

“Didn’t get enough of the lash yestermorn, eh, girl?” Rudd, his broad hands clamped around her upper arms, gave her a teeth-rattling shake.

When she didn’t respond, he released her and rounded on Owen. “As for
you—”

“Da, please, no!” Rhyddes stopped herself. Well she knew the futility of pleading with Rudd. Still, for Owen’s sake, she had to try. Her father’s scowl dared her to continue. She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. “’Twas not Owen’s fault. I—” Sweat freshened the sting on her back, and she winced. “The fault is naught but mine.”

“Aye, that I can well believe.” Rudd grasped each sibling by an arm and strode across the hayfield toward the family’s lodge. “Owen can watch you take his lashes as well as yours. We’ll see if that won’t mend his ways.” The thin linen of her ankle-length tunic failed to shield her from his fingers, which had to be leaving bruises. Rhyddes gritted her teeth. Rudd seemed disappointed. “I doubt anything in this world or the next will make you mend yours.”

“You don’t want me to change. You’d lose your excuse to beat me.” Sheer impertinence, she knew, but she no longer cared.

“I need no excuses, girl.”

The back of his hand collided with her cheek. Pain splintered into a thousand needles across her face. She reeled and dropped to her hands and knees, her hair obscuring her vision in a copper cascade. Hay pricked her palms. Owen would have helped her rise, but their father restrained him. Owen blistered the ground with his glare, not daring to direct it at Rudd for fear of earning the same punishment.

Not that Rhyddes could blame him.

Rudd yanked her up, cocked a fist… and froze. “Raiders!”

Rhyddes whirled about. Picts were charging from the north to converge upon their settlement, the battle cries growing louder under the merciless afternoon sun. One of the storage buildings had already been set ablaze, its roof thatch marring the sky with thick black smoke.

Rudd shed his shock and sprinted for the living compound, calling his children by name to help him defend their home: Eoghan, Ian, Bloeddwyn, Arden, Dinas, Gwydion, Owen.

Every child except Rhyddes.

She ran to the wagon, unhitched the horse, found her pitchfork, scrambled onto the animal’s back, and kicked him into a jolting canter. The stench of smoke strengthened with each stride. Her mount pinned back his ears and wrestled her for control of the bit, but she bent the frightened horse to her will. She understood how he felt.

As they loped past the cow byre, a Pict leaped at them, knocking Rhyddes from the horse’s back. The ground jarred the pitchfork from her grasp. The horse galloped toward the
pastures as Rhyddes fumbled for her dagger. Although her brothers had taught her how to wield it in a fight, until now she’d used it only to ease dying animals from this world.

But the accursed blade wouldn’t come free of the hilt.

Sword aloft, the Pict closed on her.

Time distorted, assaulting Rhyddes with her attacker’s every detail: lime-spiked hair, weird blue symbols smothering the face and arms, long sharp sword, ebony leather boots and leggings, breastplate tooled to fit female curves . . .

Female?

The warrior-woman’s sword began its descent.

From the corner of her eye Rhyddes saw her pitchfork. Grunting, she rolled toward it, praying to avoid her attacker’s blow.

Her left arm stung where the sword grazed it, but she snagged her pitchfork and scrambled to her feet. Unexpected eagerness flooded her veins.

As the Pict freed her weapon from where it had embedded in the ground,Rhyddes aimed the pitchfork and lunged. The tines hooked the warrior-woman’s sword, and Rhyddes twisted with all her strength. The Pict yelped as the sword ripped from her hand to go flying over thesty’s fence. Squealing in alarm, the sow lumbered for cover, trying to wedge her bulk under the trough.

With a savage scream, the warrior-woman whipped out a dagger and charged. Rhyddes reversed the pitchfork and jammed its butt into the Pict’s gut, under the breastplate’s bottom edge, robbing her of breath. She reversed it again and caught the raider under the chin with the pitchfork’s tines. As the woman staggered backward, flailing her arms and flashing the red punctures that marred her white neck, Rhyddes struck hard and knocked her down.

The warrior-woman looked heavier by at least two stone, but Rhyddes pinned her chest with her knee. She dropped the pitchfork and grasped her dagger, yanking it free. Grabbing a fistful of limed hair, she wrestled the woman’s head to one side to expose her neck.

The Pict bucked and twisted, trying to break Rhyddes’s grip. ’Twas notmuch different than wrestling a fever-mad calf.

Rhyddes’s deft slice ended the threat.

Blood spurted from the woman’s neck in sickening pulses.

Rhyddes stood, panting, her stomach churning with the magnitude of what she’d done. ’Twas no suffering animal she’d killed—and it could have been her lying there, pumping herlifeblood into the mud.

Bile seared her throat, making her gag. Pain lanced her stomach. Bent double, she retched out the remains of her morning meal, spattering the corpse.

After spitting out the last bitter mouthful and wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she drew a deep breath and straightened. As she turned a slow circle, her senses taking in the sights and sounds and stench of the devastation surrounding her, she wished she had not prevailed.

The news grew worse as she sprinted toward the lodge.

Of her seven brothers, the Picts had left Ian and Gwydion dead, her father and Owen wounded, the lodge and three outbuildings torched. She ran a fingertip over the crusted blood of her scratch, and she couldn’t suppress a surge of guilt.

Mayhap, she thought through the blinding tears as she ran to help whatwas left of her family, ’twould have been better had she died in the Pict’s stead.

The surviving raiders were galloping toward the tree line with half the cattle. The remaining stock lay stiffening in the fields, already attracting carrion birds.

Three days later, the disaster attracted scavengers of an altogether different sort.

CHARACTER BIOS

I am Rhyddes ferch Rudd, which in your tongue means Freedom daughter of Red. The blood of ancient Celtic warriors flows in my veins, though I am a farmer’s daughter by thecircumstance of my birth. My life spans much of the reign of the Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius, one of a very few men ever to claim that title who did not abuse his power for personal gain—but I care not who rules and who dies in this gods-cursed empire.

More than anything—even more than my freedom—I yearn to be my lover Aquila’s equal. As a foreign slave in an empire where citizenship stands paramount, where an arena fighter such as I can only be considered the equal of other gladiators, actors, undertakers, and whores, this goal seems impossibly remote. Although Aquila is the son of a powerful Roman, he has declared that he would renounce his aristocratic status, wealth, and power for me, but I cannot in good
conscience allow him to destroy himself on my account.

And yet the gods have granted the impossible to other mortals. I pray that I am worthy to receive such a boon from them, for surely divine assistance is the only way for Aquila and I to bridge the vast social chasm that separates us from enjoying a future together.

 

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Kim Headlee lives on a farm in southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, goats, and assorted wildlife. People & creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins—the latter having been occupied as recently as the mid-20th century—seem to be sticking around for a while yet.

Kim is a Seattle native (when she used to live in the Metro DC area, she loved telling people she was from “the other Washington”) and a direct descendent of twentieth-century Russian nobility. Her grandmother was a childhood friend of the doomed Grand Duchess Anastasia, and the romantic yet tragic story of how Lydia escaped Communist Russia with the aid of her American husband will most certainly one day fuel one of Kim’s novels. Another novel in thequeue will involve her husband’s ancestor, the seventh-century proto-Viking king of the Swedish colonyin Russia.

For the time being, however, Kim has plenty of work to do in creating her projected 8-book Arthurian series, The Dragon’s Dove Chronicles, and other novels under her new imprint, Pendragon Cove Press.

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Celtic Wolves Series Spotlight and Preorder info for Autumn Moon by Jan Delima @RoxanneRhoades

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celticmooncoverCeltic Moon
The Celtic Wolves Series
Book 1
Sophie and Dylan’s Story
Jan DeLima

Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Publisher: ACE

Date of Publication: September 24, 2013

ISBN: 978-0425266205

ASIN: B00BF08AOM

Number of pages: 304

Word Count:  84,000 approx

 

 

 

Book Description:
Like father, like son…

Sophie Thibodeau has been on the run from the father of her son for more than fifteen years.  Now her son, Joshua, is changing, and her greatest fears are about to be realized.  He’s going to end up being just like his father—-a man who can change into a wolf.

Dylan Black has been hunting for Sophie since the night she ran from him—-an obsession he cannot afford in the midst of an impending war.  Dylan controls Rhuddin Village, an isolated town in Maine where he lives with an ancient Celtic tribe.  One of the few of his clan who can still shift into a wolf, he must protect his people from the Guardians, vicious warriors who seek to destroy them.

When Sophie and Dylan come together for the sake of their son, their reunion reignites the fierce passion they once shared.  For the first time in years, Dylan’s lost family is within his grasp.  But will he lose them all over again? Are Joshua and Sophie strong enough to fight alongside Dylan in battle? Nothing less than the fate of his tribe depends on it…

 Available at  Amazon and  BN

 

Teaser Excerpt from Celtic Moon:

“I’m going for a run,” Dylan said dryly, taking off toward the woods.  His people had wronged Sophie.  He was convinced of that now.  And still she had come home to him, of her own free will—for their son.

His wolf clawed at his spine for release.  Its fury, its need—its desire for the woman who’d had the courage to return for their child was no longer controllable.

The wolf wanted out.

Having her near and within reach was akin to pain.

Perhaps it was a good thing Sophie hadn’t invited him to stay, Dylan thought as he entered the forest, ripping off clothes as he walked.  For if she had, he wasn’t sure if he could have controlled his hunger.

It had been too long.

Celtic Moon’s first chapter:

http://jandelima.com/CelticMoon_Chapter1.html

 

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Summer Moon
The Celtic Wolves Series
Book 2
Rosa and Luc’s story
Jan DeLima

Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Publisher: ACE

Date of Publication: September 30, 2014

ISBN: 978-0425266212

ASIN: B00ISEOKPG

Number of pages: 305

Word Count:  84,000

 

 

 

Book Description:

She won’t be ruled again…

Rosa Alban has been obedient her entire life. But when her alpha husband dies, she seizes the opportunity to flee the oppressive Guardians—the rulers of the secret shapeshifter world. Her flight instantly brands her as a pack traitor, and she has no choice but to seek protection from a neighboring tribe by marrying one of their sons.

Known as the Beast of Merin, Luc Black loyally plays the part of unwanted son and devoted brother. He realizes marrying Rosa will strengthen his tribe’s territory, but he has no intention of loving ever again. Still, he’s unprepared for the intense physical need the wild she-wolf awakens in him.

When the Guardians hone in on Rosa, Luc must fight to protect his new bride. And as war descends, the unlikely allies discover their destinies are irrevocably entwined…

 Available at  Amazon and  BN

Excerpt from Summer Moon:

Luc wrapped the knitted blanket around Rosa and draped it like a shawl. Fisting his hands around the corners, he pulled her forward, like a fish caught in a weir. Before she could guess his intent, she found herself on his lap, cocooned in heat and hot male skin, with her legs dangled over his knees.

“Now, is this so bad?” he taunted while tucking her head under his chin.

“I suppose not.” Pondering where to place her hands, she ended up curling them in her lap, while her shoulder rested in the crook between his arm and chest.

In truth, it was hypnotic setting on him like this—dangerously so, like the hush before a storm. The rise and fall of his torso as he breathed lulled like a male siren, along with the weight of his arms and the lure of his skin against her cheek. The most exquisite scent of forest and man wove around her senses. More tempting, underneath it all lay the hint of musk, of potent wolf waiting in the shadows to protect her if the human failed.

All her tension ebbed like a babe in caring arms. Away from Guardians and wrapped in strength; she’d not felt this safe since childhood. How sad that she’d found peace with a virtual stranger. And how easily she could become addicted.

Oh, yes . . . this was dangerous. “How long do we have to stay like this?”

“Shhhh . . .” His throat moved as he swallowed while his hands trailed up her thighs and under her sweater, but only to knead the muscles of her lower back.

As if she weren’t becoming a puddle of goo already.

Before long, her eyes grew heavy, drifted closed. Had he been waiting for this moment of surrender, she wondered drowsily, when her guard had dissolved enough to welcome his gentle game? And did she care? For this was far more pleasant than any others she’d been forced to play.

He shifted to the side and moved his shoulder, leaned a bit, and her head rolled back, only to be caught by the soft pressure of his mouth on hers. So tender she didn’t even open her eyes. Were a man’s lips supposed to be this soft? Like with other carnal acts, she had little experience with kissing, sadly enough.

Having known only violence or indifference, her perceptions reeled. Indeed, if this was passion, then she didn’t know how to respond. But she was curious enough to try. She would admit that to herself, and even to him if he asked . . . She was so hungry to know what others whispered about in giggly tones. How many stories had she heard, from Tesni and others, of their forbidden trysts and naughty secrets, only to feel like a bystander to their private joy?

“Open your mouth, Rosa.” The order came on a husky whisper against her lips.

 Summer Moon’s first chapter:

http://jandelima.com/SummerMoon_Chapter1.html

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Autumn Moon

AUTUMN MOON CoverThe Celtic Wolves Series

Book 3

Elen and Cormack’s story

Jan DeLima

 

Genre: Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance

Publisher: ACE

Expected Date of Publication: September 29, 2015

ISBN: 978-0425266229

ASIN: B00SI0B9DQ

Preorder from Amazon  and   BN

 

 

 

Book Description:

The heart of a warrior, the soul of a wolf, and the desires of a man…

 For centuries, Cormack has lived between worlds—a man trapped in the body of a wolf, shunned by humans and shifters alike. Only one person has ever welcomed his company: Elen, a kindred outcast who is feared by others of her ancient Celtic race for her strange healing abilities.

Cormack has always valued Elen’s kindness and understanding, but after a desperate act of friendship causes Elen to free him from his curse, he realizes he wants more. He wants all of her—completely and forever.Except before Cormack can win Elen’s heart, Pendaran, the evil leader of the Guardians, captures her, determined to manipulate her incredible power to aid him in his twisted war against the shapeshifting tribes.

Now Cormack must use all of his skills as a warrior and a wolf to save the woman he loves—before Pendaran’s vile schemes destroy them all…

Excerpt from Autumn Moon

Too wired to sleep, Elen opened the wine and poured a glass, sipping quietly as she walked over to the bed.  Cormack slept above the coverlet and on his back, with one arm raised over his head, while the other rested by his side.  His hair was still damp from his shower, and he wore jeans but no shirt, as if he’d just rested his head and sleep claimed him first.

His chest rose and fell with even breaths.  She was not one to marvel over physical attributes, but this was Cormack, and his body was meant for pleasure, like a goddess had molded him for her personal divine gratification.  His frame was large, and toned, with wide shoulders and a firm chest that tapered down to his hips.  His hardened stomach would provide the perfect friction were she to ride him just like this.

And as that image flooded her mind, another, more wicked one, followed.  It was greedy, and selfish, but all her niceness had been used up for the day.  He looked peaceful, and innocent, but the man was practically immortal after all.  Their kind did not die from lack of sleep.  They might go mad, of course, but that took a few weeks.  And had he not said, do with me as you will?

She needed to touch him.  That was all.  Well, no, she wanted more, but for now that would do.  Taking a sip of her wine, she gently set the glass on an end table by the bed, and gave into temptation.  Starting by his heart, she brushed lightly across his chest, tracing down the indent between, and lingering on the valleys and curves of his muscles.  Flattening her hand over his stomach, she felt the soft hair that began just above the waistband of his jeans and disappeared below.  She had never seen him in this restful state, at least not in his human form, and took in her ravenous fill.

Her hand lingered over the button of his jeans.  She swallowed, wanting… Oh, how she wanted.  It burned like molten earth, fed by a need that had been denied for too long.  Even now she felt her body moisten and swell just from imagining what waited beyond that closure, and how it would feel inside her.

Or how it would taste.

She thumbed the button.  A quick flick was all it would take.

A sound made her jolt, an intake of breath perhaps, followed by a sudden rise under her hands.  She snapped her eyes to his face.

Cormack was awake.

And watching her.

A fire raged within his cerulean gaze.  “Kill me now if you stop, Elen, because then I’ll know I’m well and truly cursed and I cannot be tortured anymore.”

Prequel for Autumn Moon:

http://jandelima.com/mshafwen_excerpt.html

delimaAbout the Author:

Jan DeLima is the author of the Celtic Wolves novels, including Summer Moon and Celtic Moon. She lives in Maine with her husband and their two sons. Unlike many authors, Jan didn’t pen stories at an early age, but she has always been a dedicated reader. She loves stories and storytelling. It wasn’t until after her children entered school that she began writing. Raised in a military family, she lived in different countries such as Thailand and Germany, but home base has always been Maine.

Website: http://www.jandelima.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/delimajan

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

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6928196.Jan_DeLima

 

Hades Launch from Larissa Ione and 1001 Dark Nights @InkSlingerPR

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We are so excited to bring you the Release Day Launch for Larissa Ione’s HADES! HADES is a novella in Larissa’s Demonica Series and part of the 1001 Dark Nights Collection. It is exclusively available as Amazon Kindle and Paperback. Grab the latest installment in this sexy series!

 

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About HADES:

A fallen angel with a mean streak and a mohawk, Hades has spent thousands of years serving as Jailor of the Underworld. The souls he guards are as evil as they come, but few dare to cross him. All of that changes when a sexy fallen angel infiltrates his prison and unintentionally starts a riot. It’s easy enough to quell an uprising, but for the first time, Hades is torn between delivering justice — or bestowing mercy — on the beautiful female who could be his salvation…or his undoing.

Thanks to her unwitting participation in another angel’s plot to start Armageddon, Cataclysm was kicked out of Heaven and is now a fallen angel in service of Hades’s boss, Azagoth. All she wants is to redeem herself and get back where she belongs. But when she gets trapped in Hades’s prison domain with only the cocky but irresistible Hades to help her, Cat finds that where she belongs might be in the place she least expected…

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Her luxurious mink-brown wings were gone, sliced off in a brutal ceremony, and with them, her source of power. She totally understood why an Unfallen would cross the barrier between the human and demon realms to turn themselves into True Fallen and gain new wings and new powers. But was the evil upgrade worth it? Cat didn’t think so.

“Cat!” Azagoth’s voice startled her out of her thoughts, and she nearly dropped the tray of dirty dishes as she looked up to see him striding down the hallway from his office.

In the flickering light cast by the iron wall sconces, he didn’t look happy. He also wasn’t alone.

Hades, Azagoth’s second-in-command and the designated Jailor of the Dead, was walking next to him. No, not walking. With the way his thigh muscles flexed in those form-fitting black pants with every silent step, it was more like prowling. His body sang with barely-leashed power, and she shivered in primal, feminine response.

Son of a bitch, Hades was hot. Hard-cut cheekbones and a firm, square jaw gave him a rugged appearance that bordered on sinister, especially when paired with a blue Mohawk she’d kill to run her palm over. But then, she’d kill to run her palms over all of him, and she’d start with his muscular chest, which was usually, temptingly, bare. Not that she’d complain about what he was wearing now, a sleeveless, color-shifting top that clung to his rock-hard abs.

She tried not to stare, but really, even if she’d stood in the middle of the hall with her tongue hanging out, it wouldn’t have mattered. He never looked her way. He never noticed her. She was nothing to him. Not even worth a glance. Those cold, ice-blue eyes looked right through her. And yet, this was a guy who laughed with Lilliana, pulled pranks on the other Unfallen who lived here, and played with hellhounds as if they were giant puppies. Giant, man-eating puppies.

Azagoth stopped in front of her. “Cat? You okay?”

She blinked, realized she’d been lost in a world of Hades. “Ah, yes. Sorry, sir. What is it?”

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Another fantastic installment in the 1001 Dark Nights novella series, Hades by Larissa Ione gripped me from start to finish.  I absolutely love Cat and definitely found myself wanting to know more about Hades, Azagoth, and many more characters who come into play.  Sometimes a novella can be hard to read without having read any other books in the series for which it is written, but I thoroughly enjoyed Hades as my first time reading any Demonica series books.  Suspenseful, dramatic, sarcastic and wholly original in the rings of Hell that lie herein, I found myself reading very slowly and deliberately to make the book last as long as possible, which was unfortunately less than two hours.  I could read about these crazy characters for days! 5 stars for sure

 

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Larissa Ione is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. An Air Force veteran, she traded in a career as a meteorologist to pursue her passion of writing. She now spends her days in pajamas with her computer, strong coffee, and supernatural worlds. She believes in celebrating everything, and would never be caught without a bottle of Champagne chilling in the fridge…just in case. She currently lives in Wisconsin with her U.S. Coast Guard husband, her teenage son, a rescue cat named Vegas, and her very own hellhound, a King Shepherd named Hexe.

 

 

 

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BBT Blog tour for The Venetian Job by Sally Gould with exclusive excerpt @RoxanneRhoads #middlegradefic

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New MG fiction book about Max’s encounters with bad guys in Italy

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About the book:

The Venetian Job: Bad guys and Action – Max’s Italian holiday by Sally Gould

ISBN: 978-0-9941827-4-6

ASIN: B00QY0ACJY

Publisher: Orbis Media

Publish date: Dec, 2014 for PB and Kindle. March 2015 for other digital editions.

Page count: 108 pages

Price: US$7.00 PB, US$2.99 digital editions

Readership: 9 – 12 year olds

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Melbourne, Australia – Author Sally Gould has released the third book in the series

The Max Books, The Venetian Job: Bad guys and action – Max’s Italian holiday.

In ‘Mafia Encounter’, when Max is on a family holiday in Sicily, he and Charlie

notice the mafia seem to be following them. Are they related to the mafia boss? Will

they have to learn the business? Will their lives ever be the same? In ‘The Venetian

Job’, Max desperately wants bad guys and action, so he’ll have a good story to tell

when he goes back to school. He and Charlie hang out with their policeman uncle, but

there doesn’t seem to be a bad guy in Venice. Then in a Palace on the Grand Canal,

Max notices something that doesn’t make sense. Will Max get bad guys and action

after all?

 

Excerpt from Chapter 3 of Mafia Encounter

Sharing a hotel with a mafia boss – even if he was a little old man – didn’t

make me feel safe and warm inside. I could feel my stomach doing

somersaults while we waited for the elevator. I wondered if Charlie was

nervous too. He wouldn’t admit it, even if he were.

Eventually there was a ping and the doors of the elevator opened. It was

empty. That was good. Well, it was good as long as no mafia guys got in

before we got out.

“I think I’ll do fifty laps,” said Charlie, after the elevator doors closed.

“What about Marco Polo? I want to say we played Marco Polo in Italy.”

He looked at me like I was stupid. “Marco Polo came from Venice; Italy

wasn’t a country back then.”

Trust him to turn something fun into a history lesson. “Yeah,

whatever.”

The doors of the elevator opened and we followed the signs to the pool.

It was an indoor pool, there were three lanes and it was probably about

fifteen metres long – long enough for races. I knew as soon as I saw it that

Charlie would want to race.

At first I didn’t see anyone in the pool, but then I noticed a figure push

off from the edge. Geez, I wanted to have the whole pool to ourselves.

Then I saw two men in black suits sitting at the side of the pool. The bad

feeling in my gut came back. At first I didn’t recognize them because they

weren’t wearing sunglasses. One of them got up and came over to us as

Charlie and me were stripping down to our swimmers. I could barely take

off my shorts, I was shaking so much.

The man in black was tall and he had big shoulders. He said something

to us in Italian.

Charlie said, “Parla inglese?”

I knew that meant, Do you speak English? I hadn’t worked out how

Charlie could say four English words in only two Italian words.

“Come back to swim later,” ordered the man in black.

“Sure,” I said and began to put my shorts back on. I wasn’t stupid. I

knew from school that if someone three times bigger told me to do

something, it was best to do it.

“We’re staying at the hotel. We’re allowed to use the pool.” Charlie

folded his arms.

Was he crazy? “We can go back to our room and watch the wrestling,” I

said to him. “Let’s go.”

The man in black leaned toward Charlie and said very softly, “Mr.

Petruzzelli owns hotel.”

Mr. P must’ve been Mr. Mafia in the pool. That was good enough for

me. I was out of here. If Charlie wanted to stay and get his head blown off,

that was his business. Real casual, I began to walk back toward the elevator.

I heard a voice behind me. “Boy! You stop!”

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Max is a rather astute young sleuth, and I’d recommend his books to any young reader who loves a good mystery full of hi jinx and humor.  Reminiscent of Tin Tin, Harriet the Spy and a little bit of something all together new!  Middle grade mysteries rarely have such appealing adventures as the journeys which we find Max on, and The Venetian Job is no exception.  He and his partner in crime Charlie are out to get to the bottom of the mafia situation, thus things do become somewhat intense but not in a way that a young reader can’t handle.  Mostly there’s just a lot of action, silly puns, and spying.  4 stars

 

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About the author:

Sally Gould loved books from a young age, but never considered writing them. While

she was busy getting up to the mischief that teenagers get up to, she forgot about

books all together. Then total insanity took hold and she became a corporate lawyer.

Fortunately, she had two sons and they inspired her to write stories for children. Of

course, her oldest son is responsible, logical, studious, considerate, grateful and even

makes his bed. The youngest one is only interested in having fun – lots of it. And,

except for his teachers, he makes everyone laugh. Their antics have inspired many of

Sally’s stories. Sally lives in Melbourne, Australia with her family and two dogs –

Pebbles, who is sensible, and Jade, who just wants to have fun.

Author Interview: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/sallygould

Contact Sally Gould:

Email: sally@sallygould.com.au

Website: http://www.sallygould.com.au

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/sallygould

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5010299.Sally_Gould

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BBT Blog Tour for After Life Lessons by Laila Blake and LC SPoering with giveaway and more @RoxanneRhoades

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Book Two

Laila Blake and L.C. Spoering

 

Genre: post apocalyptic

 

Publisher: Lilt Literary

 

Date of Publication: April 28, 2015

 

Number of pages: 350

Word Count: 95.000

 

Cover Artist: Laila Blake

 

Book Description:

Years after the end of the world, the scattered survivors have begun to reconcile with their fate and are starting to build communities from the rubble. Life has been kind to Aaron and Emily, and maybe it is that infusion of hope that leads them on a winter trip to search for Aaron’s family. But the world outside their little haven has grown harsher, the conditions rough and dangerous.

Not everybody they meet on their journey allowed the grim realities to harden their hearts, however. Malachi and Kenzie – an easy-going drifter with a bum leg and amnesia, and a teenage girl who has lost everyone and everything – are on an ill-conceived mission to Mexico, while Iago and his band of nomads work to forge trading connections between the small settlements of the south.

All of them will discover new nightmares on the road, far surpassing the threat of the last rotting zombies still roaming the countryside. And now they must come together to fight for peace and justice in the world they trying to rebuild.

Warning: This novel contains language some might find offensive, some gore and situations of a sexual nature. Reader’s discretion is advised.

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Not your average zompoc, After Life Lessons is written with great care and a hauntingly emotional voice.  Emily and Song will break your heart more times than not, but those moments of hope are what keep you reading.  Filled with surprising characters and suspense, this series takes you on a harrowing journey of struggle and triumph, despair and perseverance.  At this time there are three books, Book One and Book Two and the novella The Interlude which is to be read between the two.  So far this is a strong entry into apocalyptic fiction, almost written as a suspenseful romance, but wholly original and enjoyable.  With that being said, I would have liked to have more of Sullivan’s story and what all happened, but that’s just personal preference rather than criticism.  I absolutely recommend this for an adult (18+) audience, and anyone who doesn’t mind a few moments of nail biting and breath holding.  5 stars

 

About the Authors:

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Laila Blake is an author, linguist and translator. She writes character-driven love stories and blogs about writing, feminism and society. Her work has been featured in numerous anthologies. Keeping a balance between her different interests, Laila Blake’s body of work encompasses literary erotica, romance, and various fields in speculative fiction (dystopian/post-apocalypse, fantasy, paranormal romance and urban fantasy) and she adores finding ways to mix and match.

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L.C. Spoering has a degree in English writing from University of Colorado, and a lesser degree in sarcasm earned from the days of yore on AOL. A storyteller since she started talking, she now spends her days writing, reading and contemplating the universe through various pop culture lenses.

 

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Mama Reads: Celtic Tapestry Collection reviews with @ghbtours

The wheel of the year turns, bringing the joy of spring, the warmth of summer, the richness of autumn, and the merriment of winter. But eight Celtic festivals link these seasons together, bringing with them romance, lust, danger, and even magic. From a city under threat from night-time creatures at Ostara, to a selkie caught by the light of the Lughnasadh moon, to a writer caught in the flames of a fiery goddess at Imbolc.
Six authors have come together to give their own twist on these festivals, weaving each story with a blend of myth, magic, and contemporary telling…to create A Celtic Tapestry.
 
   
 reviewbuttonThe Celtic Tapestry Collection is a mythical box set where each tale presents a unique take on a folkloric pagan holiday and different seasons of the witch.  My favorite was Crimson Beat.
This was a fun, fast read. An interesting start to the collection, this first piece of the tapestry introduces us to the world of vampires and hunters during the Ostara festival in Nashville. I found the country music setting a bit at odds with the supernatural tale, but in a good way. It’s original for sure, and rather a good way to throw you off the scent. So for the first book in this novella series, Crimson Beat- Spring Equinox gets 4 stars
Overall I think it’s a well thought out anthology with very little left untouched giving you so much to choose from including an awesome historical tale from Tara Wood.  There truly is something for everyone!

GHBT blog tour for A Thin Slice of Heaven

A Thin Slice of Heaven
By- p.m. terrell
Genre-Ghost Story/ Romantic Suspense
Publication Date- May 1st, 2015
 
She had arranged to meet her husband in Northern Ireland for a second honeymoon, but when Charleigh arrives at the remote castle, she receives a message that he won’t be coming—and that he’s leaving her for another woman. Stranded for the weekend by a snowstorm that has blocked all access to the castle, she finds herself three thousand miles from home in a country she knows nothing about.
She is soon joined by Sean Bracken, the great-grandson of Laird Bracken, the original owner of the castle, and she finds herself falling quickly and madly in love with him. There’s just one problem: he’s dead.
As the castle begins to come alive with secrets from centuries past, she finds herself trapped between parallel worlds. Caught up in a mass haunting, she can no longer recognize the line between the living and the dead. Now she’s discovering that her appearance there wasn’t by accident—and is more sinister than she ever suspected.
 

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Lovingly crafted with haunting prose, A Thin Slice of Heaven is not your typical romantic ghost story.  With a bit of suspense, and a lot of history, as well as lush descriptions of the gorgeous castle and surrounding lands, you’ll be swept up into Charleigh’s world in no time.  I thought that her struggles and insecurities were rather realistic, and it was nice to read about someone who was not immediately accepting of the odd things around them, though not immediately dismissing them either.  Then there’s Sean, holy hotness dude.  There’s just something about breeches that works with a brawny, dark auburn haired man.  This was a rather quick read for me, not because I’m a speed reader, but rather due to the page turning pace and intriguing plot of the book.  I would recommend Terrell’s work for anyone who doesn’t mind light sauciness, and hilarious accents on castle staff.  4 stars

 

About the Author-
p.m.terrell is the pen name for Patricia McClelland Terrell, the award-winning, internationally acclaimed author of more than twenty books in four genres: contemporary suspense, historical suspense, computer how-to and non-fiction.
 
Prior to writing full-time, she founded two computer companies in the Washington, DC Metropolitan Area. Among her clients were the Central Intelligence Agency, United States Secret Service, U.S. Information Agency, and Department of Defense. Her specialties were in white collar computer crimes and computer intelligence.
 
A full-time author since 2002, Black Swamp Mysteries was her first series, inspired by the success of Exit 22, released in 2008. Vicki’s Key was a top five finalist in the 2012 International Book Awards and 2012 USA Book Awards nominee, and The Pendulum Files was a national finalist for the Best Cover of the Year in 2014.
 
Her second series, Ryan O’Clery Suspense, is also award-winning. The Tempest Murders (Book 1) was one of four finalists in the 2013 International Book Awards, cross-genre category. The White Devil of Dublin (Book 2) was released one year later.
 
Her historical suspense, River Passage, was a 2010 Best Fiction and Drama Winner. It was determined to be so historically accurate that a copy of the book resides at the Nashville Government Metropolitan Archives in Nashville, Tennessee.
 
Songbirds are Free is her bestselling book to date; it is inspired by the true story of Mary Neely, who was captured in 1780 by Shawnee warriors near Fort Nashborough (now Nashville, TN).
She is also the co-founder of The Book ‘Em Foundation, an organization committed to raising public awareness of the correlation between high crime rates and high illiteracy rates. She is the organizer and chairperson of Book ‘Em North Carolina, an annual event held in the real town of Lumberton, North Carolina, to raise funds to increase literacy and reduce crime. For more information on this event and the literacy campaigns funded by it, visit www.bookemnc.org.
 
She sits on the boards of the Friends of the Robeson County Public Library and the Robeson County Arts Council. She has also served on the boards of Crime Stoppers and Crime Solvers and became the first female president of the Chesterfield County-Colonial Heights Crime Solvers in Virginia.
 
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Author’s website:  www.pmterrell.com
Twitter: @pmterrell
Facebook: author.p.m.terrell
 
 

 

Kallie Ross’s Defend Release Day!

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We are absolutely ecstatic about this Release Day Launch for Kallie Ross’s DEFEND! DEFEND is a young adult fantasy adventure and the second title in the A Lost Tribe Series. Be sure to grab DESCENT, the first book in this awesome series!

 

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ABOUT DEFEND:

After emerging from her Descent into an uncharted underground world, Ollie Miller is sure of three things. First, her feelings for her best friend, Mateo, are far from platonic. She can’t even look at Mateo without blushing at the memory of his lips on hers. Second, an evil man named Zadok is plotting to destroy the civilization above the surface. Third, there is no way to save the earth without returning underground. At least this time, she will have her mother along with Mateo and her friends to help guide her.

On their journey, noor, a mystical blessing guides them, but only if they’re willing to follow. Ollie’s determined to save the tribe from their evil leader, even if it means facing off with her long-lost grandfather. As Zadok comes face to face with his runaway daughter and his granddaughter, his plan starts to unravel, but is it too late to stop the destruction that he put into motion? Can the tribe survive and the surface be saved? Will Ollie learn to trust her own heart before it is too late?

Defend is the conclusion to Ollie’s discovery of a lost tribe in Descent. Don’t miss this adventure, brimming with ancient secrets and a thrilling underworld.

Read the First Chapter of DEFEND here!

 

 

And don’t miss the first book in the series, DESCENT!

 

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Praise for DESCENT:

“Descent is a gripping debut that takes you on a roller coaster – a page turner that has you asking – what happens next. I loved every single word of it.” Fangirlish.com

 

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About Kallie Ross:

Kallie Ross has a love for learning that has gravitated toward studying conspiracy theories and contradictions in our culture. Her creative conclusions have ignited a passion to write compelling young adult fiction that incorporates legend, conjecture, fantasy, and conviction. Kallie’s first novel Descent: A Lost Tribe Book 1, was released last year.

Kallie Ross loves being a wife, mother, friend, writer, and teacher. She began teaching high school English in 2002 and started blogging and podcasting in 2008. She has a brilliant husband, two redheads, and never imagined her life would ever be this fun!

 

 

 

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