New Release: The Wingman by David Pepper

 

Jack Sharpe, Book 2

 Political Thriller

Date Published:  February 2018

Publisher: St. Helena Press

 

In The Wingman, veteran Midwestern reporter Jack Sharpe has made it big thanks to the deep-rooted voter-fraud conspiracy he uncovered in The People’s House (the first of the series). At his new perch at Republic, one of America’s flashiest and fastest growing news networks, life is good—until it’s not. Following his beat reporter’s gut, he catches a whiff something rotten is taking place in the Democratic Presidential primary, and ultimately discovers an elaborate scheme to put a corrupt and dangerous politician in the nation’s highest office by any means necessary. Dark money, drone technology, paramilitary government contractors, neglected veterans, kompromat—we see these issues in the news every day. But in The Wingman David Pepper shows that if shadowy entities with enough incentive and resources were to connect and exploit these issues, the American people would be largely powerless to stop them. Jack must risk his life and reputation to get to the bottom of the story before the disturbing plot he and his team have uncovered becomes reality.

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Early Praise for The Wingman:

“A labyrinthine political thriller that details a plot to steal the American presidency. …Energetically paced…A cinematic and dramatic story full of delightful twists.” —Kirkus Reviews

“Another tour de force…Like The People’s House, I loved this book.  Pepper is a phenomenal writer, with great dialogue, intricate plot, subplots, and characters.  And with his unique perch, Pepper deftly wraps the real issues and frustrations of modern-day politics into captivating story lines.  I can hardly wait for the next one.” —Jennifer Granholm, former Governor, Michigan

“Pepper does it again! Believable and entertaining—just like the real news these days. What’s fake and what’s real?” —Jack Markell, former Governor, Delaware

“The Wingman by David Pepper takes readers on a rollicking ride…There are the kinds of surprises readers long for and characters they will remember long after the last page is turned.

Well-researched and beautifully crafted, The Wingman is a thrilling read, a story that brilliantly depicts the political atmosphere leading up to the primaries….The characters are superbly conceived and developed to appear like people in real life….David Pepper is a master storyteller.…”

The Wingman by David Pepper is an exceptional political thriller…The book is well-written, interesting and, above all, suspenseful, and is therefore recommended to any reader, not just fans of political thrillers.”   —Readers’ Favorites, Reviews

 

Other Books in the Jack Sharpe Series:

The People’s House

Jack Sharpe, Book 1

Publisher: St. Helena Press

Release Date: October 2017

 

It doesn’t take long to discover why the Wall Street Journal crowned “The People’s House” the “sleeper for political thriller of the year,” or why a former Governor said she almost missed her connecting flight because she couldn’t put it down.

Youngstown political reporter Jack Sharpe is logging time at the tail end of a disappointing career — jaded about politics and stung by personal hard knocks in a struggling part of Ohio. But after an odd election result in the Ohio Congressional district he covers, Sharpe stumbles across voting irregularities that spur him to dig deeper. The story takes him far beyond his corner of Ohio as he discovers an international plot that strikes at the heart of American democracy. His reporting leads to a showdown with a philandering Congressman and Presidential contender, and an eccentric but deadly Russian mogul. In order to save himself and the country, Sharpe must rekindle his old fire to navigate a treacherous journey through danger, betrayal, and atonement.

And yes, it was all written before eerily similar events occurred in the 2016 election.

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Cover Reveal: Savior by AJ Eversley

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Title: Savior
Author: AJ Eversley
Genre: YA Dystopian Sci-Fi
Editor: Q Books Editing
Cover Designer: Cover Art by Salome Totladze
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Sawyer has been a Watcher. She’s been a Carbon. Now she must become their Savior.
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With the inevitable return of Coleman looming, Sawyer knows their army is not enough. On a journey to convince an ally to join their war, Sawyer discovers why the stars have placed the fate of the human race in her hands. And she’s not alone.
Kenzie is the enemy. The obedient soldier who’s just following orders. A pawn in this game. Yet Sawyer can’t stay away. Both drawn to each other in a way neither can explain, can they learn to trust one another, as well as themselves, in order to survive. And soon, Sawyer will learn she must put her faith in others if she wants to live, and trust in the stars to protect her.
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Find out who will survive, and if they can save humanity from a future painted black, in the epic conclusion of the Watcher Series.
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AJ Eversley is the author of the WATCHER series. A true north Canadian girl, AJ currently lives in Central Alberta with her husband and dog. When she’s not writing, she can be found binge watching Harry Potter, quoting various movies in everyday conversation, and eating copious amounts of candy.
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The few conversations Kenzie and I had were nothing more than a personal comfort to me. I spoke to him like I used to, with utter honesty and blind trust. Yet today I was having a hard time even opening the door that led to his cell.
This was different. This wasn’t personal, it was business. And it was necessary. 
I released a long breath, pushed open the door, and walked down the long, cold hallway. I paused at the corner where I usually sat against the cement wall before I took another step and rounded the bend.
He had heard me coming. He was leaning against the wall with his free hand pressed against the cold cement. His head whipped up, and his hand dropped as I came into view. 
I hadn’t seen him since the day he almost killed me. I hadn’t looked into his eyes since I thought it was the last time. They were the same blue I remembered. They still lingered on me with a hint of something familiar before he pushed away from the wall and moved to the back corner of his small cell.
His hair was longer than before and stuck up all over the place like he’d just woken up. Stubble grew on his usually smooth face. He looked older, worn and tired.
His left hand was tucked behind his back, but I could still see it. The thick metal casing that surround his hand into a tight fist was hard to miss, even though he tried to hide it. He couldn’t hurt me, not with his powers anyways, yet I couldn’t help the involuntary shiver that went down my spine.
The rapid beating of my heart and the warmth in my core had me take a step closer to the bars.
“Why are you here?” Kenzie asked. His suspicious gaze told me he knew this wasn’t a usual visit.
“We need some information, and it’s time you start talking.” I shoved my hands into my pockets to keep them from reaching out to him. He was so close.
“I’ve told you before, I can’t tell you anything. Even if I wanted to, I can’t.” He shook his head.
“It’s been weeks. Coleman is a long ways away. Shouldn’t the hold have worn off by now?” I asked. That was how it worked the first time, or at least that’s what Kenzie had told me. Maybe that was a lie too.
His eyes flickered up to me with a cold glare. “He’s made some…upgrades.” His words were like venom on his lips as he spoke. “I can’t tell you where he is. I can’t tell you what he is going to do. All I can tell you is to run. Get the hell away from here as far as you can. Because he will be back, and you cannot beat him; not with the army you’ve got.”
I was shaking my head before he’d even finished. “You know I can’t do that.”
His eyes dropped again. “Yes…I know. You’re a fool. You all are.”
“How many? How many Carbons does he have?” I tried to turn his attention back to giving me some sort of information, anything that could help us.
He let out a menacing chuckle, and the hint of a smile that wasn’t his own spread at the side of his mouth. “Thousands. Hundreds of thousands.”
I tried to not let my shock show. “When will he be back?”
Kenzie shrugged. “Today, tomorrow. There’s no telling when he’ll be back.”
“But you said he was dying. You said he was infected with a virus of some sort. Maybe he’s weak. Maybe—”
“He was dying, and then you gave him the one thing that could save him.” Kenzie’s voice rose as he pushed himself away from the wall and stepped into the middle of the cell. “He’ll be back. And he’ll be stronger. And this time, he won’t stop until every last one of you are dead.”
“Let him try. We’ve won before.” I tried to sound more confident than I felt as I shifted on my feet.
“You think that was his worst?” Kenzie took another step forward as his head tilted to the side with a sneer. “Your mother and I convinced him to only bring a few. We tried to contain the damage as much as we could. Why do you think so many of your men were running in the wrong direction when we arrived? You think your maps just accidentally showed the wrong trajectory?”
My throat bobbed, and I couldn’t look away from his piercing stare. He took another step forward. I was frozen.
“I did what I could to spare you, to spare innocent people from a fate that is still coming. One they can’t just hide from this time.” His free hand gripped onto the bar as he leaned in so close that I felt his breath on my cheek and saw the fire in his eyes. “Our fates have already been written, Sawyer. And I can’t run from it any more than you can. I can’t change who I am, what I am. And you can’t stop him.”
My eyes narrowed. I shook my head. “I don’t believe that. I will win, we will win.” I wrapped my fingers around his, still tightly clinched around the bar.
He flinched as he glanced down at them.
“You can fight this. You’ve done it before, and I believe you can do it again.”
Slowly, his gazed moved up to meet mine, and for a moment it was just Kenzie and I again. No one and nothing else mattered in that moment, just us.
He slowly drew away his hand, but he didn’t move away. He reached through the bar toward me. His calloused hand brushed against my cheek and slid down to cup my chin. He pulled me a little closer. His eyes flickered to my mouth and then back to my eyes again.
His hand slid down my neck, and his thumb gently caressed the soft skin under my chin. Heat rose to my cheeks, and my heart was beating so fast—too fast.
His eyes narrowed. “You put your faith in the wrong people.” And then he squeezed his hand tight around my throat.
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New Release: Muted Veil by Elizabeth Hamilton-Smyth

When Frances concocts an elaborate plan to escape today’s world of surveillance, her hopes to live off the radar are soon crushed by long-buried secrets which will entwine her life with others forever.

Having fled to a remote village in the south-west of France, she employs Julien, a mute builder, to renovate her house. Communicating by notes written on pages torn from a jotter, they form a strange, silent bond, but when a newcomer moves into the neighbouring property, followed by men inspecting her land in the dead of each night, Frances’ concerns for her privacy spiral. While fighting to defend her covert existence, fear soon turns towards murder, and Frances finds she uncovers a series of gruesome, historic events…

 

 

Excerpt from the book:

“I stare at the bowl on the table, an intent, deliberate gaze, my vision impaired, and wary of moving my head. The noise, the drone, the cacophony, the hateful intrusion long since compelled to endure, has been apparent for more than three hours, the increase in volume relentless, the approaching torment unavoidable. The incessant whine pierces my skull, a thousand swords plunged into the bowels of the cerebrum, the vertigo overwhelming, the walls oscillating all around me. My flesh is hot, sweating, my breath short, erratic, and although aware of the sequence to follow, I am seized by the sickening panic; a panic despite my attempts to dispel, will only fuel my condition. The attacks are always too sudden, terrifying, and beyond my control.

My ear echoes my heart beat, the throb with the force of an army at war, the floor beneath me surging like an angry, raging, swelling sea. I crawl to the bathroom, acid burning my throat, gripped by alarming convulsions, retching to vomit again and again, until defeated by a total exhaustion. I lie dead still on the floor.

The chill creeps through my clothing, the vinyl hard, without compassion, so my fragile fingers grasp the side of the bath. I stumble to my bed, enveloped by a shroud of black confusion, the beat of my heart still pounding, the sweat cooling, pores contracting, before the intense, infinite sleep.

Amid the mist, I walk through the apartment. Endless steps take me no further, my feet moving one after the other, my eyes fixed on the door. A flash of white light, blinding and brilliant on pulling the door towards me when the corpse, stiff and heavy, falls in illusive slow motion, the incredible weight pushing me down, pinning me to the floor, trapped beneath the rotting flesh and fetid, abhorrent odour of this hidden and nameless cadaver. I fight for my freedom with every ounce of my strength, but am imprisoned, caged, entombed below a mass of stinking death.”

 

“Muted Veil” is currently available in hardback, paperback, or e-book from Amazon UK.

It is also available from Amazon US.

 

Press/Media Contact Details:

 New Generation Publishing
Tel. 01234 711 956
E-mail:  info@newgeneration-publishing.com

Blog Tour & Giveaway: The Cases of Lt. DeLong by Angela Kay

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 I reviewed both of these books a while back and I definitely recommend them.
The Murder of Manny Grimes
The Cases of Lieutenant DeLong #1
By Angela Kay
Genre: Suspense, Thriller, Mystery
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When three young boys stumble into Lieutenant Jim DeLong’s life one night
during a winter storm, they claim they’ve seen a dead body by the
swing sets of the Columbia County Elementary School. After he
investigates, DeLong sees no evidence, not even a body. But were the
boys telling the truth?
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With the help of his oldest friend and mentor, former Naval investigator
Russ Calhoun, DeLong sets out to find whether Manny Grimes is alive
or dead. The further away he gets to the bottom of the mystery, the
closer he comes to realize that his own life is falling apart.
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Delving deeper into the murder of Manny Grimes, Lieutenant DeLong begins to
unravel, losing his sense of control, falling into old temptations he
spent years to overcome. Will he be able to move past his own demons
and untangle the web of lies before it’s too late?
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Chapter 10

“We don’t have the time to go searching for a missing person that hasn’t yet been reported missing.”

Captain Stewart had listened intently to DeLong’s story before shaking his head in annoyance.

“But, sir,” DeLong protested, “the kids reported him at the school and—”

Though he already knew the answer, Stewart asked, “When you investigated, did you see Grimes at the school? Or any evidence that corroborated these children’s claims?”

“No,” DeLong admitted.

“I’m sorry, Lieutenant, but I’m not going to allow you to run around town, searching for a man that more than likely got out of Dodge. I don’t appreciate the fact that a member of my team,” Stewart jabbed a thumb toward his chest, “entered another person’s home without permission. And convinced a civilian to do the same.” The captain glared from DeLong to Calhoun and back again.

“Captain Stewart,” Calhoun put in. He had been seated quietly, listening as the lieutenant recounted once again what had happened the day before. Now he rose to put in his two cents. “I believe that something happened to Grimes. I went to his house on my own accord. Everything Jim just told you, I stand by. Something happened to this man. We have a duty to find out what. Captain, if we come up with nothing, or we find out we’ve been chasing our tails, then I’ll eat my jacket.”

Stewart narrowed his eyes in Calhoun’s direction and crossed his arms. “You think this is funny, Calhoun? I would have thought better of you than to be involved in a wild goose chase. Entering a man’s premises without a warrant? I should throw the book at you.” He glared at DeLong again. “Actually, I should throw the book at both of you.”

He sighed and leaned back in his chair, uncrossing his arms and linking his hands behind his head. He continued to glare between the two men.

“All right,” he said after minutes passed. “DeLong, I’ve known you long enough to know that ninety times out of a hundred, your instincts are sound. You want to search for the man, then fine.” He held both palms in the air, then slowly lowered them flat on the desk and leaned forward.

“But do not, I repeat do not, do anything that would require a warrant until you have probable cause to actually get a warrant. Keep me posted. I’ll give you two days to either find Grimes or hard evidence that he is actually missing. Two days. That is all.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, Captain,” DeLong said with a satisfied nod.

“Yes, thank you,” Calhoun echoed.

“I have to run out for a little while,” the captain said with a sigh. He rose, straightening his shirt uniform. “Try not to waste too much of my time. Or yours.”

“Yes, sir,” DeLong acknowledged as he left the office.

“Where do you want to start?” Calhoun wondered, trailing after him.

“I suppose we should go back to the schoolyard,” DeLong said, halfway out the door. “Maybe between the two of us, we’ll find something I overlooked when I first looked around.” Outside, DeLong blew into his hands to warm them. “Honestly, I just wanted to get out of the station a little bit. But I didn’t want to go home. Sam has me sleeping on the couch these days. Anyway, I wasn’t really sure what I was looking for. The body wasn’t there. The snow we had would have destroyed most, if not all the evidence.”

At the truck they slid inside. DeLong adjusted the heat as Calhoun set the gear in motion. “I just want to be sure we’ve covered all our bases.

Then let’s go back to the Walkers’. I want to know more about Jonathan Walker’s friendship with Manny Grimes.”

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Blood Runs Cold
The Cases of Lieutenant DeLong #2
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A young woman has been murdered at the Savannah Rapids Pavilion and
Lieutenant Jim DeLong realizes at first sight this case will be the
most difficult one of his career. DeLong is immediately swept into
the memories of his childhood and dark secrets he’s longed to forget.
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The victim is his sister-in-law, and old thoughts he’s fought to delete
will be resurrected whether DeLong likes it or not. He and his
brother have been estranged by unhappy times in their youth. With no
clear motive, DeLong questions his ability to remain objective.

**On Sale for .99 cents!!**

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Shadow World Trilogy by Brandy Nacole

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Shadow World Trilogy Boxed Set
by Brandy Nacole
Genre: Urban Fantasy
801 pages
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I must dare to be different in a world where I’m unwelcome in order
to save the one person left in my life, my half-sister Addie.
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This deluxe boxed set contains the complete Bestselling Shadow World
Trilogy (Uniquely Unwelcome, Blood Burdens, and Sacrifice: A New
Dawn).
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Enjoy the thrill as power is pushed to its limit, hearts are broken, and
some pay the ultimate price as Racquel fights an ancient evil that is
determined to make the Earth bleed, and Racquel with it.
The box set includes:
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Uniquely Unwelcome
The Shadow World Volume 1
Racquel is unique. The bloodlines of four of the most powerful beings in the
Shadow World are intertwined within her DNA. She has never craved
attention. She just wants to be able to live as normal life as she
can. But she’s about to find that even though she’s uniquely
unwelcome wherever she goes, her abilities also make her the best
chance the Shadow World has to stop a threat to all the Shadow races.
Once arriving home, Racquel finds that greater evils exist and that
the person she cares for most in this world, her half-sister Addie,
has been kidnapped along with other Shadow World beings. Racquel
finds herself facing horrible odds with those who would rather see
her dead than alive. As her journey continues, Racquel learns more
about herself, what she is capable of, and that not every being looks
at her as an abomination. Coy, a human captive that Racquel saves
from the Vampires, starts showing kindness toward her. Racquel tries
putting distance between her and the human boy but as they spend more
time together it becomes harder and harder for Racquel to fight the
affection she wants and needs. But will Coy’s friendship and her new
found discoveries be enough to help Racquel unravel the strangest
mystery that has ever plagued the Shadow World?
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Blood Burdens
The Shadow World Trilogy Volume 2
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As someone with four Shadow bloodlines, Racquel is uniquely unwelcome
even among her fellow werewolves, shape-shifters, vampires, and
witches. Growing up, she was bullied and tormented for being a
“hybrid,” a condition frowned upon by Shadow society. After
saving her sister and a number of other kidnapped Shadows from a
diabolical plot to create a Shadow army, many have found a new
respect for Racquel, but she is far from accepted in Shadow society,
and the evil is far from over. To complicate matters, Racquel now
finds herself torn between two brothers. Coy is caring and has helped
Racquel through her struggles, and Micah, who Racquel has only met
once but who is somehow, having dream conversations with him. Racquel
becomes torn between following her heart while breaking it at the
same time. In the second installment of the Shadow World series,
Racquel and her sister Addie face off with the Shadow leaders against
a threat that could bring the world to its knees. Power will be
pushed to its limit, hearts will be broken, and some will pay the
ultimate price as Racquel and her group of Shadows fight against an
ancient evil that is determined to make the earth bleed and Racquel
with it.
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Sacrifice: A New Dawn
The Shadow World Trilogy Book 3
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Racquel was once uniquely unwelcome, an outcast in both the human and Shadow
worlds. In desperation, the Shadows—the loose alliance of Vampires,
Werewolves, Witches, Shape Shifters and Faeries—turned to Racquel
for help against the sorceress Cerelia, who threatened all Shadows.
Now that Racquel has protected the Shadows by defeating Cerelia, it
seems like things are picking up. Racquel is ready to challenge the
Shadows’ Ruling Council on the injustice of the laws that made her
and her family outcasts among the Shadows, and which is causing
suffering among her friends. Racquel has little time to enjoy her
victory. Micah, an innocent subjected to experiments by Cerelia and
now the only other person in the world like Racquel, is summoned to
appear before the Ruling Council to be examined. The Council has
already warned that if Micah is deemed to be “unclean” and a
threat to the Shadows, he will be executed. And there are agendas
hidden in agendas, as well. A secret faction wants to challenge
Racquel, who they still see as being an unclean creature due to her
mixed-Shadow heritage. Worse still, the mysterious prophecy made by
Kaya, queen of the Fay, is about to become true, and Racquel is about
to be faced with her deepest fear: that she is still unwelcome in the
world. Betrayed trust and a new danger to the Shadow world are
waiting for Racquel, and in the end, she may have to make the
ultimate sacrifice in order to save the world and her friends from
destruction.
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Book Blitz: When Love Intrudes by Christi Snow

Title: When Love Intrudes
Author: Christi Snow
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Editor: Mia Downing, Sarah Negovetich
Cover Designer: AM Design Studios
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Toni Vincent’s last relationship ended with violence. Since then, she’s decided she’s better off without men. But when she finds her young seventeen year old neighbor, Nathan, unconscious and beaten, this is one man she can’t abandon. But helping Nathan means trusting Detective Brian Barnes, another man who hurt her in the past. It’s something she’s just not sure she can do.
Detective Brian Barnes has seen one too many criminals beat the system. He’s burned out and regretting a lot about his life. At the top of that list is how he dealt with Toni Vincent when he was wounded. At the time, he couldn’t stand to look at himself, much less have someone he failed care for him. Now she needs his help and he refuses to fail her again. But keeping her alive requires keeping his heart out of it. Something not easy to do when trapped in a romantic mountain retreat, even if it is the safest place for Toni and her unexpected charge.
With danger around every corner, it’s hard to know who can be trusted, especially for three people who have been burned before. But they may just find the best family is the one not tied together by blood.
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As an avid reader her entire life, Christi Snow always dreamed of writing books that brought to others the kind of joy she felt when she read. But…she never did anything about it besides jot down a few ideas and sparse scenes.

When her husband retired from the Air Force, Christi decided it was time to chase her dream and she started writing. She hasn’t stopped since. With twenty-seven published books in various romance genres, she’s found her passion. Now she spends her days with her laptop writing about sexy, alpha heroes finding the loves of their lives.
Writing both as Christi Snow and one-half of the writing duo, KB Jacobs, Christi has fulfilled her dream… filling the world with more romance and suspense.
Her tagline is… Passion and adventure on the road to Happily Ever After. She loves this adventure and has truly found her tribe!

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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Firebloods by Casey Hays

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Firebloods
by Casey Hays
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
326 pages
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Jude Gallagher thought she was crazy.
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It all started when the boy next door made her hear music—
inside her head. All the time.
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It was torture.
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She didn’t think things could get worse. But then one hot summer, her
best friend Kane O’Reilly decides to tell her how he really feels
about her. Music inside her head? That’s nothing compared what
happens next.
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Things only turn stranger when she and her lab partner Frankie Melmack
begin a project to prove the existence of the Vatra u Krvi—a race of
people tied to the mythical Phoenix. Add in a neglectful mother and a
magic ring, and the insanity that defines Jude’s life is pretty
well complete.
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Heat surges across the Nevada desert, and the best and worst parts of Jude
Gallagher’s life collide as myth meets reality. In the middle of
the chaos, she begins to hear more than just music. And she has to
wonder…
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Maybe… just maybe… she really is crazy after all.
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from Chapter Two

“The Phoenix is a great fire spirit in Greek mythology, you know?” She sets one slice of pie on a plate, then pauses to slide a large encyclopedia across the table until it’s situated in front of me. It’s bookmarked, and she flips it open to the description of the Phoenix. “It’s a sacred firebird that represents immortality, rebirth, and renewal. It can live from five hundred to a thousand years according to legend. At the end of its life cycle, it builds a nest, climbs inside, and bursts into flames.”

“Okay?”

“So…” She sits, placing my pie next to the encyclopedia. I move the book aside and take up my fork. “The Phoenix is one of the only living creatures that is self-reproducing, because from those ashes…” She cuts off the pointed end of her pie piece and raises her fork along with her brows, which peek at me over the top of her glasses. “…a brand new baby Phoenix is born.”

I shake my head. “Where are we going with this?”

“Think about it. Its aspects are magical. Otherworldly. A race of people with its blood running through their veins would be extraordinary.”

“The Phoenix is a myth,” I remind her.

“You could be a little open-minded.”

I plunge a piece of pie into my mouth and speak around it. “Okay. So this reborn bird… is it a new Phoenix or the same one?”

She shrugs. “That’s debatable.”

“And is there more than one Phoenix?”

“Hard to say.”

I shake my head. “Give me something here, Frankie.”

“Well, it’s rare to see one at all, so… it’s hard to say.”

It’s rare to see one because they don’t exist. I squint, testing her further.

“Male or female?”

“I suppose that would depend on the answer to the first two questions, wouldn’t it?” She picks off a piece of pie crust and nibbles on the end. I scoop up another full bite.

“Okay, look.” I focus on her pointedly. “And I’m only saying this so we don’t have to scrape our embarrassed butts up off the floor later, but we can’t do this. It’s nonsensical, and—”

Before the rest of my sentence leaves my mouth, she produces another picture from her accordion file. This one takes me by surprise. A photograph. I pick it up, holding it out for a better look. It’s a man—no, maybe just a boy. He’s handsome. Jet black hair. Violet eyes. His bare chest ripples with muscles, and spread out behind him is the most brilliant pair of black wings, fluttering with an iridescent glow. They’re sleek and beautiful. I blink once, and I swear they flutter.

“This is a Vatra u Krvi,” Frankie says.

A tiny catch in my chest makes it hard to breathe. I’m dead serious. Every one of my five senses is held captive by the beauty of this image.

“Translated, the phrase means ‘fire in the blood.’” Frankie cocks her head to the side, just like a bird herself. “In English, the common term is Firebloods.”

“He looks like an angel.” I breathe out the words.

She smiles. “I know.”

I tear my eyes away and glance up at her, suspicion moving in. Because this can’t be real. It can’t.

“Where did you find this?”

Her eyes flit past me to ensure the door is closed. “In my father’s office.”

I lean back in my chair examining the image. It stares up at me from some vast realm of someone’s artistic imagination.

“This isn’t real.” I glance at Frankie. “It’s all fascinating from a fantasy standpoint, but it isn’t a viable subject.”

“I think we can prove his existence.” She nods at the image, adamant. “In fact, I know we can.”

“How?”
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Lightning in a Bottle by Gina Ardito

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Lightning in a Bottle
by Gina Ardito
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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After suffering through a humiliating divorce in New York, Bo McKenzie is
out of luck, money, and patience. Arriving in Silverton, Texas, she’s
bet her last dime on the launch of her craft brewery to get her life
back on track. Despite her vow to stay focused solely on the beer
business, one man manages to capture her heart. Can she trust him?
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Drew Garwood’s one true love has always been serving the legal needs of
his neighbors. His greatest trouble is keeping his brother on the
right side of the law. When Bo McKenzie sweeps into town, she rouses
his passion and provides the spark his life has been missing.
Whatever happened before she came to Silverton has left her guarded
and suspicious. Can he break down her defenses?
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As the two struggle to rein in their wild attraction, secrets and greed
could destroy the brewery and force Bo out of town for good –
unless Drew can find a way to convince her to stay.
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Planting her fists on her hips, she faced him. “Why didn’t you tell me who you were when we met?”

He shrugged. “Didn’t see any point. I saw the way you looked at Cooper when you found out he was the sheriff. You had your mind made up that we were a bunch of country rubes you couldn’t trust.”

“That’s not true!”

“Yeah, it is.” He waved off her outrage. “Don’t worry about it. You’re new here. I’d imagine you learned to keep your guard up living in New York all those years.”

A thousand clever retorts settled on her tongue, but he was, for better or worse, her lawyer. She needed him. At least, until they were up and running and showing a profit.

Oh, honey, you want him for more than his legal briefs, her libido chided her. You got a bad case of the hots.

Maybe, but her sane side, still scarred and shamed after Rob’s betrayal, warned her about chasing any romantic inclinations. You’re done with men, remember? Focus on the brewery and only the brewery. Nothing else matters.

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I kill houseplants. There. Now you know one of my greatest shames. I’m
not boasting. I just figure that if you’re reading this, you’re
looking for more than how wonderful life is as a writer. You get
enough of that elsewhere. Ditto for political rants, how to lose
thirty pounds in a week, and creating gorgeous crafts with nothing
more than twine and soup cans. My goal is to connect with you, dear
reader, even if you’re not a writer, not a New Yorker, not a mother,
not a female. We’re human (unless one of us is a spambot), and what
we have in common is flaws. So here are a few more of mine:
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I sing all the time. I sing songs most people don’t know–jingles from
television, crazy stuff I used to listen to on Dr. Demento, Broadway
and movie soundtracks, and I can even bum-bum-bum through
instrumental music. I sing in the car. In the shower. While I’m
grocery shopping. And I headbop while I sing. When I’m not singing, I
talk to myself. Just ignore me and move on. You get used to it after
a while.
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I don’t eat my vegetables. Seriously. I only started eating salad about
ten years ago, but I’d still rather have a cookie.
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Given the option, I would live in a mall where I would never have to worry
about freezing temperatures or too much sun. I’m extremely
fair-skinned and could burn under a 60-watt light bulb.
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I can’t sleep without background noise so the television’s on all
night. If it’s too dark and too quiet, all I have are my thoughts.
And even *I* don’t want to be alone with my thoughts.
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Don’t ask me to Zumba, line dance, or march in the parade. I have
absolutely no rhythm.
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I color outside the lines. Not because I’m a rebel, but because I suck
as an artist. My artistic ability is limited to being able to draw
Snoopy sleeping on his doghouse. And I don’t even draw that
well.
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Regrets. I have more than a few.x

My favorite activity is sleep, and I’m pretty good at it. I don’t clock
a lot of hours, but I can powernap like a Persian cat and rejuvenate
within ten minutes.
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I consider shopping and dining out excellent therapy for anything wrong
in my life.
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My feet are always cold. Always. My husband of more than a quarter
century claims it’s because I’m an alien sent to Earth to destroy
him. (He might be right about that.)
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Coming to my house for a visit? Unless you’ve given me plenty of advance
notice, be prepared. My floor will not be vacuumed, there will be
dishes in my sink, and I only make my bed when I change the sheets
once a week (I’m climbing back into it ASAP. Why make it?)
Housecleaning is not high on my priority list. Okay, to be totally
honest, it’s not on the list at all.

I can resist anything…except ice cream.x

Since this is our first date, I figure I’ve revealed enough secrets for
now. But if you’ve read this bio and think I might be the author for
you, pick up one of my books or stalk my website.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Nature of the Witch by Helen T. Norwood

 

Many years ago, magic prevailed in Britain. It was a time when chosen women followed a path forged by Mother Nature herself; a time of witchcraft, of the brotherhood of the Gwithiaz and of the terrifying Creatures.

This has all passed from memory a long time ago. But now, magic has returned. Kiera is the first witch the world has seen in centuries, while Jack must learn the ways of the Gwithiaz. They must not only master their crafts, but also overcome their differences and work together if they are to survive the dark enemy that lurks in the shadows.

In the rugged Cornish landscape where it first began, the two face the dreaded Kasadow: an ancient evil that has awakened and is ready to destroy them, and their magic, once and for all.

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Excerpt

Thank you to Dawn for letting me visit her blog on my blog tour.  This extract is taken from the first meeting between Kiera and Jack.  Kiera is learning how to be a witch.  Jack is learning the ways of the Gwithiaz from his mentor, Kitto, and is destined to help protect Kiera.

Kiera followed Kitto upstairs.  She didn’t even realise Jack had gone until she turned around.  She felt bad for Kitto, who seemed to be trying so hard to make conversation with her and cheer her up.  She knew she should try harder, respond with more than one syllable but she felt sad and alone and didn’t have the energy.

Her room was nice enough.  It was certainly large, if anything it was too large.  She thought wistfully of her cosy bedroom back home…or rather at Mags’s house, she shouldn’t think of it as home anymore because this was her new home.

She was aware that Kitto was waiting eagerly for her reaction so she took a moment to look around; a double bed all to herself, a spacious wardrobe and drawers that she didn’t have enough clothes to fill, a dressing table, some bookshelves and a large window that looked out across a vast and beautiful landscape.  She nodded at Kitto and tried to smile but failed.

“Is it OK?” Kitto asked. “It’s yours so any changes you want to make please feel free.  This is your home now.”

She knew that this was meant to cheer her up but it only made her feel worst.  She didn’t reply.

“Perhaps you’d prefer a different room?” Kitto asked her, scanning her features for a clue as to what she was thinking.

Part of her wanted to please him, he seemed nice enough, but another part unfairly blamed him for taking her from a home she was happy at.  She just wanted him to leave her alone.

“It’s fine,” she said flatly.

Kitto nodded.  He seemed disappointed.  This obviously wasn’t going according to plan.  He was still smiling at her though.  He reached out, took hold of her bag and unzipped it.

“Shall I help you unpack?” A photo of her dad lay on top and it made Kiera angry.  She snatched the bag from him.

“No, could you please just leave me alone!” She snapped.  She regretted it instantly when she saw the wounded expression on his face, but he nodded and left the room.  She heard him mumble, “sorry” in an embarrassed, sad sort of way.  She felt even worse when she saw Jack glaring at her from the doorway.  He had been standing outside.

“He was only trying to help you settle in,” Jack said angrily.

She sighed, “I was happy with Mags, I didn’t ask to come here.”

“No, but that’s not our fault.  This is just the way it is and we’ve all got to make the best of it.”

She knew he was right but that just made him more annoying, “You wouldn’t understand…” Continue reading

Cover Reveal: Corridors of Time by Vinay Krishnan

Blurb:

Corridors of Time tracks the story of a sensitive young man who grows from carefree childhood to eventful manhood – one who stumbles before learning to stride through those dark and dense passages.
Set in Bangalore – a city of paradoxes. of gardens and garbage heaps. of technology and traffic snarls. of friendly people and failing infrastructure. when bungalows had gardens and pavements were meant for pedestrians. this is a narrative of the human spirit.
Rohan, an idealistic young sports lover experiences rejection, dark dejection and isolation and hurtles down the path to self destruction.
Shyla, attractive and successful is everything his heart yearns for and his body desires, except, she is married!
Chandrika, simple and devoted fails to understand the man she loves.
The shuklas long for justice denied by the system.
And khalid fears nothing and no one …anymore.

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About the Author:

Vinay Krishnan describes himself as a ‘complete Bangalorean’. A student of Clarence High School, he graduated in Humanities from St Joseph’s College. Earning a diploma in Business Administration, he began his career at Usha International Ltd and rose to a position of Senior Sales manager. Vinay has now set up a construction firm of his own. He also writes and devotes his time to an NGO assisting people with disability. The city of his dreams, Bangalore, where he stays with his wife and daughter, continues to inspire and exasperate him. He can be reached at – vinaykrshnn@yahoo.com.

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Praise for the Book:

The book is simple in style and content, for often it is this simplicity that bewilders and rouses
Interest.
~ Shri S . Rajendra Babu, Former Chief Justice of India

The book has excellent literary craftsmanship, passion humour and adventure. Highly recommended.
~ Mr. Namboodiri, former Asst. Editor, Deccan Herald

This charming book about old Bangalore is written in a racy easy-to-read style.
~ Deccan Herald, Bangalore.

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