Thursday, August 27, 2020

Beautiful by Leigh Hatchmann RELEASE DAY BLITZ + GIVEAWAY!



Author: Leigh Hatchmann

Pub. Date: August 27, 2020

Bella-Rosa Amato

My life is the envy of women everywhere. I live in a gorgeous mansion, wear expensive clothes, go to A-list parties, and attend a prestigious college.

It is a life of beauty and glamor . . . and all of it is a lie.
Behind closed doors, I am bullied by my cold and powerful father. With no money of my own, I have no choice but to obey him . . .

Until I am attacked, and a half man-half beast intervenes. Kit takes me to his home to heal, where I am immersed in his secret world. As we bond over unexpected experiences and shared interests, my gratitude changes into something that feels as old as time.


I was created for the darkness and, for a while, it controlled me. But I escaped that life and made a new home for myself.

Before Bella crossed my path, I didn’t think happiness was possible. But she not only accepts my differences, she offers friendship.

Her gentle and compassionate heart opens me up to those parts within me.

With her, I don’t feel like the beast I have always been labeled.

But the closer we get, the more I wonder if I am truly as human as she believes, and whether the mistakes of the beast can ever be forgiven . . .

When an old enemy resurfaces, Bella and Kit will need to stand firm in their love, face the brutalities of the past, and trust in the beauty that comes from within to make it out alive.

BEAUTIFUL is a sweet and dark, modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast. The themes of beauty, strength, redemption, and love shine through in an unforgettable tale that will make you question everything you think you know about beauty . . . and the beast.

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Author Bio:Leigh Hatchmann is a best-selling non-fiction author, international-selling romance author, identical triplet, writing coach, editor, and hot chocolate addict. She uses her postgraduate degree in counseling to create believable, three-dimensional characters. Her certificates in forensic science and forensic anthropology help her to create realistic crime elements in her stories. She is currently completing her master's degree in writing and has also finished postgraduate study in editing. When not writing, reading, coaching, studying, or enjoying nature, she can be found having fun in nature with her three gorgeous children (plus one laid back dog and one grumpy cat). She is active on social media and encourages readers to interact with her there. She also writes fiction under the pseudonym A.K. Leigh and non-fiction as Alicia Leigh.

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My senses picked up new stimuli: leaves being trampled, three sets of racing feet . . . and traces of spilled human blood. Not enough to cause death, but enough to tease my nose.

I heard a rough male voice yell, “Stop her. She’s getting away again.”

She? Again?

A second male, younger sounding, added, “How the hell? She should be dead by now.”

That pricked my ears up. Literally. I paused, waiting for what else I could hear. One set of the footsteps were closing in on me. The woman. Her musky perfume was light, but feminine. If I stepped behind a tree and took advantage of the growing night-time shadows, I could hide. Yet, when I tried, I found I could not move from my spot. Frowning, I crouched into the darkness instead.

Satisfied I would be safe from easy observation, I narrowed my attention onto my hearing. Panicked breaths, a raised heartbeat, blood pounding in fear reached my ears. It was definitely the woman. The men were chasing her. She was terrified . . . and heading straight for me.

The next second, a woman stumbled to the ground a few feet away. My natural night vision allowed
me to see her as clearly as if it were midday.

Fresh blood dripped from cuts above her top lip, both eyebrows, left cheek, and the bridge of her nose. Her palms held fresh, jagged cuts and her left leg had an uneven slice from the top of her ankle to the mid-shin. The latter injuries told me one thing. She scaled the eight-foot, barbed wire fence that keeps us closed off from the outside world. Whatever she was running from must have been serious for her to do that. In the process of either running from the men or scaling the fence, she’d lost her shoes. Her feet would be scraped and sore from the loose sticks and underbrush.

I continued to scan her body for visible damage. Blackening bruises marked her right eye, chin, and arms. Probably other places I couldn’t see. Her red dress had been torn in multiple places––from barbed wire, gripping twigs in the thick forest, or grabbing hands? I wouldn’t know for sure until I got a closer look.

She panted, desperate for both breath and relief. How had she run from her obvious attackers in this weakened state? She looked and sounded ready to collapse from exhaustion.

The way I must have looked to Josephine when she found me.

The woman tried to scramble to her feet but fell onto her back. The action made her cry out in pain.
My heart squeezed. Compassion propelled me toward her. I stepped on a fallen branch. The ensuing cracking noise echoed through the surrounding trees.

The woman lifted her hands to cover her face and whimpered, “Please. Don’t,” before passing out.

A strange ache passed through me, like I had lost something important. I heard the beast in me roar for the first time in years.

The first male voice cut through the air, “Did you hear that?”

“Maybe a coyote has her?”

“Serves her right, but we’d better check. Mr. Chisholm will want to know. This way.”

Mr. Chisholm?

Recognition flickered in the back of my mind. Where did I know that name?

Two flashlight beams bobbed in the distance, closing in on us. For the second time that night, I relied on the insistent urges within me. I scooped the woman into my arms and ran.

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Monday, May 4, 2020

Queen To Ashes By Mallory McCartney BLOG TOUR + GIVEAWAY!

Title: QUEEN TO ASHES (Black Dawn #2)

Author: Mallory McCartney

Publisher: MM Books

"You lived your entire life feeling like half of you was missing. Fight for the missing part. Fight
for this."

Emory Fae has abandoned everything she thought she knew about her previous life on Earth.
Stepping up to her role as Queen of Kiero she makes a startling sacrifice- feigning her
allegiances to Adair Stratton, the man who murdered her parents and casted Kiero into ruin.
Emory's memories slowly piece together, and she soon realizes the Mad King may not be all he
seems-- and the man who was once best friend, may be fighting beneath the surface.

With the King's attention on her, can she buy Black Dawn Rebellion enough time to recuperate
their forces? And when the times comes, will she be able to kill Adair, ending his tyranny and
rising herself as the rightful Queen? Fighting to hide her secret, Emory navigates the brutal
trials of the Mad King, trying not to lose herself in the process.

Sequel to Heir of Lies, now a bestselling series, the sparks are ignited, as Emory learns the cost
of freedom, and her heritage. Will the rebels unite in time? A sinister force has spread across
the land, stripping everyone bare- their betrayals, their secrets, their intentions. But above all,
what will their decisions cost? By refusing to give in to the darkness, will Emory rise as Queen?

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Title: HEIR OF LIES (Black Dawn #1)

Author: Mallory McCartney

Publisher: MM Books

“Hope was a dangerous thing. It could consume every dream and make them take flight,
becoming wild daydreams in one’s heart and mind. Or hope could incinerate everything you
thought you knew, burning you down to your core, leaving you raw and exposed for the world.”

Emory Fae has only known one thing—life at The Academy, a school for those who have special
abilities. Following in her parents’ footsteps, the pressure to uphold their dream falls on her
and one of her best friends—Adair Stratton. An outcast and feared by most, Adair longs to
break away from the expectations dictating his future. With whispers of dark magic spreading
across Kiero, Adair starts to doubt The Academy is all it seems.

An unexpected visit ignites new tensions as the roguish king from across the Black Sea, Tadeas
Maher of the Shattered Isles, and his heir, Marquis Maher, sail to Kiero. Notorious for their
pirating and wrath, for the first time in years, they demand the Faes listen to their proposition
for a new treaty. Caught in the middle of politics, Adair and Emory, with the help of their best
friends Brokk and Memphis, search for the one thing that matters the most—the truth.

Their world is tipped upside down as unlikely alliances are made, and war ravages Kiero.
Through the throes of betrayal, lies, hidden magic, and love, Adair is faced with a life changing
decision. Will he fight or bow to the darkness within?
But, Adair’s decision will change the course of Kiero forever, setting in motion irreversible
destinies for everyone at The Academy as Emory Fae rises as heir.
Heir of Lies is the first book in the bestselling Black Dawn series.

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The darkness kissed her, embraced her. Squinting, Emory tried to make sense of where she was but was met with a black, dense wall. Sweat pooled at the base of her neck, warmth flaring through her body. Fear choked her then as she gulped down stale air. She knew she wasn’t alone because she felt them before they said anything. “Emory, you need to wake up.” Memphis’s voice, just barely a whisper, caressed her. Right beside her left ear, another voice sounded. “Em, wake up.” Brokk’s rough voice was harsh and clear, but she felt her body still being pulled, pulled down into the black abyss. A third voice then sounded; one she could only recognize from her dreams. “Emory, darling, wake up.” Her mother. Her voice danced all around her, and she clawed blindly, trying to connect with her lost friends and family. Trying to find them. Silence landed heavy, and a putrid smell enveloped her senses. It smelled of rotting meat. Bile rose in her throat as a she felt a slimy, boney hand wrap hard around her wrists, pulling her toward it. She couldn’t scream; she couldn’t move. Sweat drenched every inch of her body as the creature she couldn’t make out leaned closer, whispering right in front of her, “Emory, I have found you.” Swivelling around, she was met with darkness until the monster pulled her closer, its breath tickling her ear. “And you belong to me.” The knife slid in between her ribs, pain blossoming, and cackles spun around her. Then, she was dragged down into the darkness.

Screams tore from her chest as she shot up. Drenched in a cold sweat, it took her several minutes to register where she was and the guard standing at the foot of her bed, arms crossed and eyebrows raised. She screamed again, pulling her blankets around her, her nightdress clinging to her curves. “Who gave you permission to be in here?” she demanded. Smirking arrogantly, he said, “I did.” Blinking, she recognized the man as the same one that guarded her down in the cells. Rubbing her eyes, she tried to shake the feeling of that damp death-like hold of the creature in her dream. She pointed to the door. “Get the hell out.” He scoffed, rolling his eyes. “It’s time to start your day. The king awaits.” Throwing a bundle at the bottom of her bed, he turned his back, briskly stating, “You have five minutes to get ready. I’ll wait outside.” Shutting the door, he left her in stark silence. It was time. Panic clutched her heart, squeezing it, threatening to break it. She couldn’t breathe. The walls seemed stretched too thin. She could do this—she had to do this. Emory would grant the rebels the time they needed, the time she needed. Dying wasn’t an option. Besides, she was already dead to the people who had believed in her.

About Mallory

Mallory McCartney currently lives in Sarnia, Ontario with her husband and their three
dachshunds Link, Lola and Leonard. When she isn’t working on her next novel or reading, she
can be found day dreaming about fantasy worlds and hiking. Other favorite pastimes involve
reorganizing perpetually overflowing bookshelves and seeking out new coffee and dessert


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Tour Schedule

Week One:
4/20/2020  Two Chicks on Books - Excerpt
4/21/2020  Jaime's World - Excerpt
4/22/2020  Mythical Books - Excerpt
4/23/2020  Angel's Guilty Pleasures - Excerpt
4/24/2020  Twirling Book Princess - Excerpt

Week Two:
4/27/2020  BookHounds - Excerpt
4/28/2020  momfluenster - Excerpt
4/28/2020  She Just Loves Books - Review
4/29/2020  Hurn Publications - Review
4/30/2020  Moonlight Rendezvous - Review
5/1/2020   DJREADSBOOKS - Excerpt

Week Three:
5/4/2020  Dorky Girl and Skeletor - Excerpt
5/5/2020  Sifa Elizabeth Reads - Review
5/6/2020  Locks, Hooks and Books - Excerpt
5/7/2020  TMBA Corbett Tries to Write - Excerpt
5/8/2020  The Book Junkie Reads . . . - Excerpt

Week Four:
5/11/2020  A Dream Within A Dream - Review
5/12/2020  A Gingerly Review - Excerpt
5/13/2020  eating between the lines inc - Excerpt
5/14/2020  Books a Plenty Book Reviews - Review
5/15/2020 Jazzy Book Reviews - Review

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Wednesday, April 1, 2020

The Spirit Breather by Bekah Harris BLOG TOUR + GIVEAWAY!

Title: THE SPIRIT BREATHER (Native Guardians #1)

Author: Bekah Harris

Publisher: Dreamlake Media

The Vampire Diaries meets Native lore in this dark fantasy romance.

An immortal guardian.
A soul-stealing enemy.
A dangerous, new power.
Only the Spirit Breather can stand against the darkness…
Months after surviving an assault that nearly claimed her life, Emily Morrow’s summer goal is to forget about the memories that lurk in her nightmares. So when her friends invite her on a
post-grad camping trip in the mountains, she jumps at the chance to escape her haunting past, even for just a few days.

But even miles from home, Emily’s past is closer than ever.

When her best friend, Kadie, is snatched by the dark creatures nesting in the forest, Emily
comes face to face with the truth behind her chilling past. Together, with the mysterious Joseph
Stomper, who is much more than he seems, Emily must find the courage to embrace her role in
a centuries-old prophecy and harness a dangerous gift before she loses everyone she loves.

With Kadie’s life hanging in the balance, will Emily learn to control her new power? Or will the
darkness destroy them both?

Filled with deadly magic, frightening folklore, and forbidden romance, The Spirit Breather is a
spine-tingling paranormal fantasy that will keep you turning pages well past your bedtime.

What Readers are Saying:

"Sometimes a book will come along that will surprise and captivate you, it will draw you into
the story and make you a part of the world. This is such a book!! This book was simply
brilliant!!! I adored every minute of it
". - Natalie, A Book Lover's Life

"It was so refreshing to open this book up to a new kind of story, with Native American
characters taking center-stage and diving into an entire mythos of lore, spiritual awakening,
latent magical powers, ageless sage leaders, and, naturally, angsty young people battling not
only big scary monsters, but themselves in a conflict of deep personal struggle, of self
discovery, of a painful past, and of a hopeful future
". - Dustin Street, Big Small Town Books

"The amount of detail and heart Harris put into her characters and setting make The Spirit
Breather stand out from the crowd. The story is wildly entertaining, the characters are easy to
love, the plot is carefully crafted, and the writing is lovely. This was a refreshing read and I'm
looking forward to more about Joseph and Emily in the future
". - Amazon Customer

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Joseph sniffed the air. In the thick forest beyond the creek, there were no trails, and Joseph didn’t
smell the gamey pelts of deer or the deep musk of bear.

He closed his eyes, nostrils flaring, as he concentrated on the smells of the forest: the clean, sun-
kissed air, the perfume of flowering plants, the damp scent of moss and tree bark.
But amid those normal smells, he detected the stench of a festering wound.

“Raven Mockers,” he said. “Two, maybe three of them.”

“Are you kidding?” Chandler said. “We’ve been tracking them for two weeks, and they decide to
show up now? Perfect.”

Joseph couldn’t deny the timing was bad. Chandler’s guests would be waiting at the campsite, so he
wasn’t exactly thrilled the Mockers had chosen that exact moment to go hunting.

“How close?” Chandler asked.

“Maybe a mile or so. We have to hurry.”

“What about Kadie and Emily? What about our orders?”

“They’ll have to wait,” Joseph said. He put a hand on Chandler’s shoulder. “You remember what to

With a nod, Chandler shrugged off Joseph’s touch and backed up as far as the trees would allow. He
took a shaky breath.

“You are ready,” Joseph said. “You were born for this.”

Chandler sprinted forward, his dark eyes igniting with fire as he gained speed. His black hair
separated into crimson feathers. The edges of his lean body smoked as he launched himself from the
ground and, in midair, burst into flames.

Thunder rumbled overhead, followed by snakes of lightning that illuminated the Phoenix, his fiery
plumage roaring behind him. In his new form, Chandler took to the sky, soaring above the treetops to
locate the oldest adversaries of his people.

Joseph followed on foot, pushing his legs faster and faster until he felt the familiar warmth of power
spread through his extremities, propelling him to a blurring speed that sent the trees and underbrush
into a frenzy as he passed.

He breathed steadily in and out, dodging roots, leaping over fallen trees, and ducking away from stray
branches. Just as Chandler was born for the sky, Joseph had been created for earth and trees, rocks and water. His people had always been connected to nature, from which they drew their power, and he felt most alive not in his village, but in the forest, with soil and leaves beneath his feet. Never breaking stride, Joseph relaxed his mind, reaching out with heightened senses, but the forest remained silent.

The deeper he sprinted through the trees, the thicker the air became and the more difficult it was to
breathe, even for him. He slowed his pace and glanced at the sky. Above him, Chandler spread his wings and circled the treetops, signaling the enemy’s location. Joseph skidded to a stop. He crept forward.

The Raven Mockers were close.


It had been ten months since Emily had nearly died outside an Atlanta nightclub. Clearly, her parents
were still freaked out.
Despite months of therapy, Emily wasn’t doing much better. She brought her fingers to the left side
of her face to trace the fleshy rise of the scar that stretched from her ear to her chin.

“Quit it.” Kadie swatted Emily’s hand away from her face. “You’ve not gone and cheated on that
healthy thought diet Dr. Jennings put you on, have you?”

Emily snorted, recalling the ramblings of her therapist, and tapped her head. “Nothing but good vibes
and positive energy up here.” According to Dr. J, those were the only two ingredients necessary to
maintain a healthy emotional state.

Well, aside from prescription medication.

“Please,” Kadie said. “That man’s cheese slid off his cracker a long time ago. Let’s just be thankful he told your parents you needed to go ‘find yourself ’ this summer. They never would’ve let you come this far if he hadn’t.”

Kadie was right. For all of Dr. Jennings’ psychobabble, he did have a point about this trip. Maybe away from Duluth and her parents and the horrible memories, Emily could finally figure out who she was apart from that terrible night.

She took a deep, jagged breath, suddenly aware that Kadie had stopped throwing crackers at the bird
and was trying to meet her eyes. Emily popped her knuckles and crossed her legs. She hated when
people stared at her. Now, the bird was watching her, too.

“Look, I know this trip is a big deal for you, and it’s got to be scary,” Kadie said. “I mean, you haven’t left Duluth since it happened. But you need to put yourself back out there. You can’t keep living your life just waiting for someone to jump out from the shadows.”

“I know,” Emily said. But the nerves still squirmed up her throat, despite the dose of anxiety meds she had taken that morning.

The bird wasn’t helping matters. Ignoring the cracker crumbs lining the grass, it hopped to the rim of
the fire pit just in front of Emily’s boots.

She shifted away and tried to quiet the resurfacing English class lectures about ravens symbolizing
death, wisdom, and the heavy weight of grief.

“Anyhow, we just graduated, and all seniors are supposed to go on a kick-ass trip.” Kadie tapped
Emily’s knee with the back of her hand. “I just don’t want you to miss out on all this stuff because you’re too scared. If you do, you’re going to regret it later. It’s going to take some time for you to trust people again, especially guys. But not all guys are jerks. You know that, right?”

Emily ran a hand through her hair. “You don’t understand, Kadie,” she whispered. “No one does.
Sometimes when I close my eyes at night, I can still feel their hands on me. I can feel the cold steel of
the blade they used. If I’m in a crowd or watching TV, I can hear their throaty whispers.”

She swallowed back the fear, refusing to let it to cripple her. “I just want it to go away like it was
never there, but that’s not going to happen.”

“It’s going to take some time. It’s been ten months, Em. Might be ten more before you feel normal,
but you can’t stop living right now.”

Kadie elbowed her lightly in the ribs, trying to draw a response, but Emily shook her head. “Look, I
really don’t want to talk about this, okay?”

As if the universe had heard her, the raven hopped down from the fire pit and wobbled toward Emily.
Its eyes blinked from black to purple and then back again. Emily bolted off the bench.
Her sudden movement didn’t faze the bird. Emily turned to Kadie, who was looking up with raised
brows from her phone.

“Did you see that?” Emily asked.

“It’s okay, Em. I think that means it likes you. Ravens have a second eyelid and blink to it when they’re excited.”
She handed Emily a cheese cracker “Here, sit down and feed it something else. I don’t think it likes
the wheat ones.”

“Fine.” Against her better judgment, Emily sat down and tossed the orange square toward the bird.
Instead of eating the cracker, though, it cocked its head, like it was interested in her.

“I told you it likes you,” Kadie said. Emily shook her head and forced an exhale that relaxed her tight
shoulders. Her paranoia had reached a whole new level. She couldn’t believe she was freaking out over a stupid bird.

Kadie handed her another cracker. She gripped it between her thumb and forefinger and held it out
to the bird. Blinking its weird eyes again, it avoided the cracker. Then, it raised its sharp beak and

Emily’s hand exploded in pain.

She looked down at her throbbing hand.

A drop of blood had blossomed across her skin.

About Bekah:

Born and raised in the mountains of East Tennessee, Bekah Harris has been writing since she could hold a pencil. The beauty of her home in the Appalachian Mountains, along with the legends, myths, and folklore of that area, is what inspires the unique plots and settings captured in her young adult fiction. In addition to her love of all things fictional, Bekah is also a freelance writer and editor, an occasional adjunct professor, and a high school English teacher. When not working, Bekah can be found at home building block towers for her son to knock down, drinking coffee and watching Netflix with her husband.

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One lucky winner will receive a signed finished copy of the THE SPIRIT BREATHER, US Only.


Week One:

3/30/2020   Mythical Books - Excerpt
3/30/2020   Jaime's World - Excerpt
3/31/2020   Sweet Things - Excerpt
3/31/2020   momfluenster - Spotlight
4/1/2020   Books_andPoetrii - Excerpt
4/1/2020   Dorky Girl and Skeletor - Excerpt
4/2/2020   Twirling Book Princess - Excerpt
4/2/2020   She Just Loves Books - Review
4/3/2020   Fyrekatz Blog - Review
4/3/2020   Reese's Reviews -Review

Week Two:

4/6/2020   The Phantom Paragrapher - Review
4/6/2020   Locks, Hooks and Books - Excerpt
4/7/2020   Journey in Bookland - Review
4/7/2020   Cindy's Love of Books - Excerpt
4/8/2020   Nerdophiles - Review
4/8/2020   Shelf-Rated - Review
4/9/2020   Books a Plenty Book Reviews - Review
4/9/2020   BookHounds YA - Interview
4/10/2020   Two Chicks on Books - Interview
4/10/2020   Simply Daniel Radcliffe - Review

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Wednesday, November 27, 2019

Edge of Death: Book Two of the Admiralty Archives BLOG TOUR!

Title: Edge of Death: Book Two of the Admiralty Archives

Author: Joni Parker

Genre: Urban Fantasy

In this second installment of The Admiralty Archives, the warrior Lady Alexin, the Keeper of the Keys for the Elf realm of Eledon, finds herself exiled to the harsh world of near-future London. Rendered little more than a political pawn by the Elfin Council of Elders to avoid a war with the Rock Elves, she has little choice but to struggle to find her way in this strange new land. Taken under the protection of kindly mentors, Vice Admiral Malcolm Teller of the British Royal Navy and his wife, Alex brings all her skills to the fore as she uncovers a series of deadly plots.

Murder is on everyone's mind as an underground White Supremacist organization takes aim at
Admiral Teller while two wizards, resurrected from death, must kill Alex in order to survive. To make matters worse, the Rock Elves dispatch a hundred assassins from Eledon with their sole mission to bring Lady Alexin to the very… Edge of Death.

Author Bio

Writing fantasy novels are Joni Parker’s passion. She’s completed two series so far: “The Seaward Isle Saga” and “The Chronicles of Eledon.” Her latest series, “The Admiralty Archives, is a three-book series that begins with the “Curse of the Sea.” The second book is called “Edge of Death” and the third will be finished next year. In addition to her novels, Joni enjoys writing short stories and has
contributed two stories to the anthology, “Beyond Tucson: Adventures in the Multiverse” with her
writing group. Joni retired from the U.S. Navy and the Department of Homeland Security and currently resides in Tucson, Arizona with her sister.

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Book Excerpt

An unusual sound caught her attention and she gazed out the sunroof of the black limousine. It was a
helicopter. Or a chopper. A helo—whatever they called it. Alex leaned her head back and sighed.
What was it doing here? It wasn’t part of the motorcade. Over the past few weeks, she’d seen a lot
of them flying in and out of Portsmouth’s Royal Naval Base in southern England. The Royal Marines
had told her about them. This one hovered way too close. The pilots smiled and waved at her, so she
waved back. Friendly, she thought, at first. But why were they wearing sunglasses on a cloudy day?
Her instincts told her something wasn’t right. Who were these men? Assassins? Why were they
waving at me? The hairs on the back of her neck rose as she thought of the worst-case scenario. The
helo was going to attack them.

She nudged Leftenant Nelson of the British Royal Navy—the red-haired, fair-skinned man raised his chin, but his eyes remained fixed on the screen of his mobile. He played a video game to pass the time.

“Wait.” The young officer pushed the buttons with his thumbs and stared intensely at the small screen. The car crashed and the game ended. “Damn it!” He shook his fist and gritted his teeth.
“I can’t get past this level. What in the bloody hell do you want?” He pulled his ear buds out and
turned sharply; his eyes narrowed—his anger still prevailing.

“Sorry, but why is that helicopter flying so low?” Alex pointed up. She had learned one thing
about the mortal world—it could be dangerous here.

“It’s just a traffic helicopter, looking for accidents on the highway.”

“So why are those men wearing sunglasses? It’s cloudy out.”

“They’re pilots—they think it makes them look cool.” He waved his hand dismissively and
went back to his game.

“Good.” Alex felt relieved. Her instincts were wrong. No need to worry. This was normal.
Since that night she was supposed to return home to Eledon, but couldn’t, she wasn’t quite sure
what was normal and what wasn’t here in the mortal world. She relived the scene, repeating in her
head on an endless loop and clenched her jaw. Lord Fissure of the Rock Elves had threatened to kill
her grandfather if she tried to return home—and the sneer on his face told her that he’d won.

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Saturday, October 26, 2019

The Lady of the Camellias by Alexandre Dumas BOOK REVIEW!

Title: The Lady of the Camellias

Author: Alexandre Dumas

Year Published: 1848

This classic romantic tragedy is the story of Armand Duval and his everlasting one true love for a courtesan named Marguerite Gautier.

Thought their story doesn't start in a happy place the light of their adventures together is soon seen as Armand recounts the story of his love to a writer. Do you believe in love at first sight? Well Armand probably didn't either until he met Marguerite at the theater. Even from a distance her beauty and elegance quickly slammed right into poor Armand pulling him in to the world of Paris courtesans.

Marguerite couldn't stop herself from falling in love with the odd fellow that was captivated by her glamour. Marguerite is in a tough position in life with no way of supporting herself other than being a courtesan and as you know the first rule to being a courtesan is never fall in love with a client. Marguerite however can't help herself as she falls even deeper in love with Armand and his simplicity. Unfortunately life doesn't come that simple and in order to live her life with Armand she must give up her posh high class position as Armand doesn't possess the fund in order to keep her in her high class lifestyle to which she is used to being.

Even as Armand pulls every string he can in order to keep Marguerite as his own he knows deep down that he can not give her what her rich clients can. Hope is all that Armand has as he tries to live his life with Marguerite by his side but things soon begin to fall apart as Marguerite longs for her former life despite her love for Armand.

Armand feels he might be in over his head but will his love be enough?


Thoughts: I enjoyed this book very much even in it's tragic state. This story though very old was easy and fluid like to read and almost felt like watching a movie. I did however have one problem with the story but this might just be my opinion, I found Marguerite's character to be very annoying and narcissistic in her treatment of Armand. If I am being honest the only reason I can see him ever sticking around is if he was a super love sick fool trapped in a spiders web. 

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Monday, August 19, 2019

Dark Sun Rising by K.M. Martinez BLOG TOUR + GIVEAWAY!

Title: DARK SUN RISING (The Continuous War, #1)

Author: K.M. Martinez

Publisher: K.M. Martinez

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Melanie Mendez of Clan Kale isn’t sure if she believes in angels, but she’s pretty sure
she’s not a descendant of one.

Her grandmother, the Elder of Clan Kale, would beg to differ. Her brothers, Victor and
Gabe, would tell her to shut up about it and just do what she's supposed to do: fight.
Specifically, they want her to follow The Ways by participating in the Agora–the annual
gathering where the seven clans compete for honor.

But Mel has never been one for competition, and the other clans have started to take
notice. When she narrowly avoids being killed by a mysterious man the night before the
Agora, she can't help but wonder if the other clans have judged her according to The
Ways: as a traitor.

One way or another, this Agora is about to turn deadly.

Book Links: Goodreads ** Amazon   

Author Bio

KM Martinez lives in San Antonio, Texas. She is a fan of books, sports, and
movies/television. Her first novel, Dark Sun Rising, is set to be released in August 2019.
When she’s not writing book two she is busy with work, friends, family, and Brazilian Jiu

Author LinksWebsite * Twitter * Instagram * Facebook * Goodreads * Amazon * BookBub  

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              3 winners will win an eBook of DARK SUN RISING, INTERNATIONAL.

Book Excerpt

“You know, Mel,” Gabe said. He was six beers in and on his way to being sloppy drunk. Mel shoved his water toward him. She was pulling the plug. “Once, just once, I wish you would consider competing in Decerto. I’d love it if you’d put Cori O’Shea on her ass. Can you imagine, brotha?” He looked toward Victor. “All of Clan Ferus would go to bed weeping into their pillows.”

Mel rolled her eyes. There might’ve been a time when she and Cori O’Shea could’ve been friends—maybe even more than friends—but now they were at odds. Or rather, Cori was at odds with Mel for refusing to compete in the games.

“I’m sure Cori would love for me to compete,” she said, “but it’ll be a cold day in hell before I do
anything for her benefit.”
“She insults you all the time,” Gabe said. “Don’t you want to shut her face?”
“Nope,” Mel said. But she did. She really did.
“You should just kiss her already,” said Victor. “It’ll cut the tension.”
Mel turned her whole body toward her older brother. Unlike Gabe, he had stopped drinking awhile
back, and was sucking water out of a straw. “Shut up and drink your water,” she said angrily. “And mind your business.”

Her brothers snorted and laughed. They sounded like donkeys.

When they finally piled into Victor’s new truck—a birthday present he’d bought for himself—it was after midnight. They quickly decided they would sleep at Mel’s. Victor said he had his luggage in the back of the truck with everything he needed for the next two weeks, which pretty much confirmed to Mel that he and his wife had a major fight. Mel and Gabe again exchanged a look, but they refrained from asking questions.
The ride home was quiet. Gabe passed out in the back seat, and Mel and Victor felt no need to speak.
Mel leaned back on the headrest, letting the drive lull her into a light doze. Before she knew it, Victor
was pulling into her driveway.

Mel’s house was a simple three-bedroom on the west side, just outside of town. The neighborhood was quiet and dark; no one kept their porch light on.
But as soon as Mel opened the front door, she knew something was off. It was too dark, too quiet, like when the electricity cuts off at night. She felt, rather than heard, movement from behind the door, and she threw herself on the ground. There was yelling, and a scuffle.
“Someone get the goddamn lights!” Gabe yelled.
Mel jumped to her feet and slapped her hand on the switch. Gabe had a man subdued against the wall; Victor was standing in front of the two of them. A dagger with an intricate handle lay at their feet, and Victor knelt beside it.
Mel felt heat explode through her body with a rush that had her sucking for air. Adrenaline, but mostly white rage, coursed through her. It pushed up against the thin wall of her control, pumping with each heartbeat. Not again.


Week One

8/19/2019- Dorky Girl and Skeletor - Excerpt

8/19/2019- Wonderstruck - Spotlight

8/20/2019- Smada's Book Smack - Spotlight

8/20/2019- Country Road Reviews - Excerpt

8/21/2019- Book Sniffers Anonymous - Excerpt

8/21/2019- Jaime's World - Excerpt

8/22/2019- Parajunkee - Excerpt

8/22/2019- Colorimetry - Excerpt

8/23/2019- PopTheButterfly Reads - Excerpt

8/23/2019- Owl Always Be Reading - Excerpt

Week Two

8/26/2019- BookHounds - Interview

8/26/2019- Book Briefs - Review

8/27/2019- Cindy's Love of Books - Review

8/27/2019- Two Chicks on Books - Interview

8/28/2019- Good Choice Reading - Excerpt

8/28/2019- Simply Daniel Radcliffe - Review

8/29/2019- Jypsylynn - Review

8/29/2019- Daily Waffle - Spotlight

8/30/2019- the suburban lifestyle - Review

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Sunday, August 11, 2019

Julian Fox: The Dream Guardian by E.J. Miranda BLOG TOUR!!!

Title: Julian Fox: The Dream Guardian

Author: E.J. Miranda

Genre: YA Fantasy

It is said that dreams are just that: only dreams. But believe
me, this is not always true. Some dreams are as real as the
Thanks to their dreams, dreamers can receive the special
visit of eternal wisdom that has inspired the creativity of great inventors, scientists, musicians, and even writers throughout the ages.
This creative wisdom is not always the type that appears to the eager conscience. Sometimes, a Defiler, a destroyer of dreams, is the one who tries to appear before the dreamer. These creatures were once humans, but they allowed their pain and desire for revenge to take over and seek the same miserable fate for the one who dreams.
You must not fear — Dream Guardians, also known as Kelsdrant, will always protect the one who dreams, even with their own life. They are people of flesh and bone, just like you and me, or at least they are on Earth.

The following story is dedicated to the fun, extravagant, and enlightening life of Julian
Fox, the Dream Guardian.
Be prepared, dear reader. It is time to dream, laugh, reflect, and even maybe cry.
Welcome to the Land of the Wise Dreams.

Book LinksAmazon ** Goodreads

Author Bio:

E. J. Miranda is an avid reader, an enthusiastic traveler, and a passionate author. Her great sense of humor and love for nature have granted her a rebellious writing style: her approach describes the adventures of life, but in such a way that each reader can have an individual take on the matter. Her
inspiration comes from her curiosity about other countries’ cultures and peculiarities. A few countries inparticular which spark her curiosity are Colombia, Italy, Costa Rica, England, Belgium, Mexico, Spain, and the United States. Her favorite places to visit are historical sites and museums, locations
that allow her to explore important and even overlooked details. She currently lives with her husband in Colombia, but frequently travels to Houston to visit her daughter and son. E.J. Miranda has a degree in tax accounting, but she prefers interacting with people to calculating their taxes.

To learn more about her life and work, visit

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