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Title: Murder is a Debate
Author: Brandy Nacole
Genre: YA Mystery
Publication Date: March 28th, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amberâs PR
Blurb:
Nora and her two best friends, Liv and Nina, arenât like most people. Nora is the private school kid; the rich girl, though everyone hates her. Liv and Nina attend the run-down public school on the opposite side of town where the football team is a solid two and the art department was shut down due to funding. Their worlds should have never collided, but they had one common factor that brought them together, murder.
In an online mystery chat room, the three girls meet and decide to form The Murder Club. Each week one of the girls must come up with a murder scenario for the other two to solve. Itâs fun. Itâs active. Itâs also deadly.
When one of Noraâs classmates ends up dead, sheâs suspicious of her new friends. His death mirrors the very same scenario Nora came up with in their previous meeting. As clues emerge, pointing more definitively at the members of the Murder Club, Nora begins digging for her own clues, bringing fantasy to reality. Could Liv and Nina be involved, and if so why?
They were all curious, but the question is, was one of them too curious?
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Website: www.brandynacole.com
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![]() The Last Wingman
Now on Kindle Unlimited! -- EXCERPT: An old-fashioned brass bell jingles when I open the door to June’s store. The narrow space is made even tighter by the floor-to-ceiling cubbies that line the two long walls. In the back of the store, a picture window frames a view of Saratoga Passage like a painting. Tucked in the corner near the window is a comfy-looking wingback chair, and next to it, an oversized basket filled with balls of yarn. The shop is cozy and feminine, comfortable like a sweet grandmother’s house. A grandmother who listens to “Sex and Candy” on low volume. Not what I was expecting. “Hello?” I call from my spot near the door. There’s no sign of June or anyone else inside. Double-checking the door for a Be back soon note and not seeing one, I step farther into the space. “Hello?” A soft thump followed by more thumps comes from the desk area. Metallic pings and something heavy hitting the floor precedes a feminine voice yelping “Ouch” and “Fuck!” June doesn’t seem like the type to drop f-bombs. Maybe she’s hired a ’90s-music-loving teenager with a foul mouth. “Everything okay?” I follow the noise to the partially open door near the register. “Fine. Fine! Nothing to see here! I’ll be with you in a second. Thanks for your patience.” What sounds like rapid-fire beanbags hitting a cornhole board contradicts her words. As I see it, I have two options. I can ignore whatever is going on inside the closet and wait, or I can ignore her lie and step in to help. I go with the second choice. Swinging the door open, I’m greeted with a scene of colorful chaos. A box balances on its side on the edge of a high shelf, most of its contents now on the floor around June’s feet. She’s keeping the box aloft with both hands, but doesn’t have the height to shove it back into position. “Here, let me help you.” I step into the small space behind her and reach above her head to stabilize the cardboard container before she ends up concussed. “I don’t need your help.” Reluctantly, she releases her grip. “Okay.” Disappointed and a little hurt by her obvious annoyance at my presence, I give the corner a final shove to guarantee we’re out of danger. “You’re welcome.” “I said I was fine.” Continuing to face the shelves, she doesn’t turn her head to speak to me. In fact, she sounds downright angry. “Got it. Well, I’ll get out of your way.” Resigned, I decide to abandon my mission and retreat to the safety of my own business, both literally and figuratively. What happens next is more her fault than mine. Had she used a step stool and not tipped the box over, there wouldn’t be balls of yarn strewn across the floor, creating a minefield. Easily-tripped-over round objects that cause me to lose my balance and reach for the closest available thing to stop myself from landing on my ass. Unfortunately, I grab June by the waist, surprising her. She’s not prepared to act as my anchor. Unstable, we both stumble backward. Lucky for June, I break her fall. Unlucky for me, she lands on top of me. We’ve never even hugged before this moment. I think we might have shaken hands once when Dan introduced us, but the memory isn’t clear. There wasn’t an electric shock when we first touched or met eyes, no love-at-first-sight zings upon initial contact—unlike now when my body is on high alert that we’re not only touching but lying flush against each other. “I’m so sorry!” June wiggles, her movement drawing my attention to her clothes. How did I not notice she’s wearing a full skirt made of thin material? My imagination easily erases its existence altogether. “Don’t apologize. This was completely my fault.” My words come out a grunt as I try to catch my breath. My hands still grip her waist, making this position more awkward by the second. Unbidden, my fingers flex against her softness. Bad idea. Feeling my dick thicken, I tell myself not to move, not to even breathe. Oxygen is overrated. Shifting on top of me, she bends her knees and gets her feet under her enough to stand up in a single, ninja-quick movement. Instead of waiting for me to stand or extending a hand to help me, she exits through the door and closes it behind her. I’m left sprawled out on the floor, balls of yarn and possibly a needle poking me in the back. “No good deed goes unpunished,” I mutter to myself as I scramble to my feet. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.” ![]()
GIVEAWAY! This is my stop during the book blitz for Louisiana Latte by Rebecca Henry. This book blitz is organized by Lola's Blog Tours. The book blitz runs from 25 till 31 March. See the tour schedule here. ![]() By Rebecca Henry Genre: Chick Lit Comedy Age category: Adult Release Date: 28 February 2019 Blurb: You can find Louisiana Latte on Goodreads You can buy Louisiana Latte here: - Amazon - Bookdepository - Austin Macauley Publisher ![]() Rebecca is the author of The Lady Raven A Dark Cinderella Tale, and her latest novel, Louisiana Latte, a chick lit comedy. Rebecca Henry is also a world traveler, living abroad. She is a serious vegan, gardener, crafter, and practices yoga. You can find and contact Rebecca Henry here: - Website - Goodreads Giveaway There is a tour wide giveaway for the book blitz of Louisiana Latte. One winner will win a swag bag. US Only. For a chance to win, enter the rafflecopter below: a Rafflecopter giveaway ![]() Melting the Iceby Melody Heck Gatto Publication Date: March 25, 2019 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Sports, RomancePurchase: Amazon | Books2Read | Eden Books Talia never imagined that at almost forty years old, she’d be newly single again. Not to mention picking up a sexy young man at a Pittsburgh bar. What she thought was a one-night stand, turned into night after night of the best sex she’d ever had. Even the news that he was a teammate of her brother couldn’t extinguish the desire she had for Harrison. Somehow, he had made himself a permanent fixture in her bed and was slowly moving in on her heart. He fawned over her like no man ever had before, and she was loving the attention, but she wasn’t ready to give her heart away so easily. Not after what she just went through. Harrison vowed off relationships. He was a self-proclaimed lifelong-bachelor. Talia was simply supposed to be a notch in his bedpost, a hook-up. But he was drawn to this woman with such an animal attraction. Typically, he never bedded the same woman twice, yet he couldn’t get enough of Talia. At her age, she wasn’t looking for a new relationship. With Harrison, things quickly turned hot and heavy. She had her fun, and it was very fun, but now her divorce papers were finalized. It was time to figure out what made her happy, put on her big-girl pants and start the next chapter of her life. The only problem was, she knew exactly what made her happy – the one thing she shouldn’t want – Harrison.About Melody Heck GattoWebsite | Amazon | Bookbub | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Newsletter ![]() Taken by Lies
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YA Romance
Date Published: March 2019
Itâs okay to be different.
Ha. Thatâs what people are supposed to say, supposed to pretend in this new age, hipster reality that I live in. Except for high school students arenât accepting and having my life up for debate in the halls, well . . . it reallyâreallyâsucks.
Then a single conversation with my dad shatters all of my childhood memories and my mom copes with his news by spending every hour losing herself in work. Suddenly, itâs not just my high schoolâs hallways that have become a freaking horror film. Just traversing the relationship between my parents is more dangerous than crossing a minefield.
So Iâve been keeping my head down, hoping to just survive my senior year. That is, until Jason Monroe waltzes into my life and invites me to Homecoming. The soccer god is popular, hot as hell, and my every teenaged fantasy come to life.
And for some insane reason, he likes me. Me. The Harry-Potter-loving, pajama-wearing, bookworm nerd who is too lazy to spend much time on makeup and hair. Somehow Jason Monroe likes me.
But my life falling apart means that Iâm a terrible bet and Jason couldnât possibly want to run the gauntlet of high school or my home life with me.
Except . . . what if he does?
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âDance?â
My eyes slid closed. How did he always know?
I turned, the same distant, friendly smile Iâd perfected curving my lips.
His perfectly polite one greeted me in response.
And we stood there like two idiots, fake smiles on our faces and not knowing how to move forward.
Finally, I pointed to my shoes and said, âI donât think my feet can take it.â
Real amusement crept into his expression. âThat bad?â
I made a face. âWorse.â
âHere.â Before I could figure out what he was doing, Jason had knelt in front of me and slipped off my black four-inch pumps.
I would have protested, except it felt so good.
He set the heels aside and pulled me into his arms, instantly finding the songâs gentle beat. I relaxed against his chest, content to let him guide me to the music. There was no struggle, just wholehearted surrender.
Jason was second nature and my body, my mind, my heart recognized that.
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Aside from writing romance, Elise's passions are chocolate, Star Wars, and hockey (the order depending on the day and how well her team -- the Sharks! -- are playing). She and her husband also play as much hockey as they can squeeze into their schedules, so much so that their typical date night is spent on the ice. Elise is the mom to two exuberant boys and is thoroughly addicted to Dancing With the Stars.
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![]() Bastien’s Bite
-- EXCERPT:
The entire alley started to slowly blur, like a fog was rolling in. I couldn’t hear them, but the creatures maws widened and I knew they were making that horrible screech I’d only heard once. Suddenly they were gone and I exhaled in relief. A minute later, all thee fighters were walking into the room, looking no worse for wear. Aside from Shane’s torn charcoal shirt, none of them had a mark on them. I wanted to go to Bastien first, which was crazy. I hardly knew the male. My best friend opened his arms and I ran into them. A low growl vibrated through the room, followed by a quiet oomph. When I looked over to Bastien, he was rubbing his ribs and the female was looking mildly annoyed. I ignored the urge to throw myself at the sexy male vampire. I studied Shane’s face. “You’re okay?” “I’m great.” “You shouldn’t have gone out there. I told you they were dangerous.” “This isn’t my first rodeo, doll face.” “But—” “She’s right,” Bastien cut in, glaring at Shane. I stepped out of my friend’s embrace. “Thank you for helping him, Bastien. And you, too, uh, sorry, I don’t know your name.” “Sasha.” “I’m Alina.” “I know.” “Oh.” I didn’t know what else to say. Her tone was clipped and I got the feeling that was just how she was, blunt and to the point. I was starting to sweat again and I rubbed the back of my neck. “I don’t feel so well.” I stepped closer to the couch and suddenly Bastien was there, pulling me to him while barking at the other two to leave the room. Because I’d shut my eyes, I didn’t see them go. I was too busy concentrating on my uncooperative body to worry about it anyway. My hand found the skin of his forearm and my mind settled. Bastien was fast becoming my lifeline. “I didn’t take enough of your blood.” “What?” I mumbled, my face in his chest. “You’re overloaded with excess energies and your bone marrow is producing more blood than your body can handle.” “Is that why biting me helped?” “Yes, only I didn’t take enough. I should have taken more but I didn’t want to without your permission.” “You bit me without permission, stopping my seizure, so I doubt I’d have said no to you taking more.” He laughed darkly. “Oh, little dove, do you not know what happens when a vampire feeds for longer than a minute or two?” I’d heard it could be highly pleasurable, but I’d never spoken in detail to anyone who’d been bitten. Shane was my only real friend and all he’d I shook my head. “Would you like to find out?” his asked, his voice dropping an octave. My core heated to a boiling temperature and my chest heaved for air. Gods help me, but I did. I did want to find out. I could rationalize it was because I wanted his help to stave off my seizure. That was part of it. The rational side of me was flashing the green light for this very reason. The other part? Well, that was the part that hadn’t had sex in two years. I wanted to feel his unspoken dark promise. Like a moth to the flame, I was inexplicably drawn to him. When I’d come to on the couch, I’d been aroused. I was turned on before I’d seen his stunningly sharp features, his bright green eyes and his midnight hair. His gentle touch and care for me confirmed he would not harm me. When I’d touched his face, my mind was calm and I felt like I could look at him forever. Before he touched me again—because I was going to let him if he still wanted to—I needed to warn him of my curse. “You should know that when my skin comes into contact with someone else’s I get, ah, visions. Like pictures of their future.” Bastien didn’t seem at all surprised by my confession and some of my anxiety over telling him eased off. “Did you pick up anything when I drank from you?” “No.” His emerald irises blazed and I licked my lips. “Then I’m thinking I’m immune to it. So I’ll ask again, do you want to find out what it’s like to be bitten? This time while you’re fully aware?” “Yes,” I whispered, wanting him with a fierceness I wasn’t going to question right now. A clicking purr of pure male satisfaction emitted from his chest. He fisted my ponytail and angled my face. I was surprised when his mouth pressed to mine instead of to my neck. His lips were salty sweet and I hummed with approval over their flavor. His tongue demanded entrance, which I avidly gave. I was so enamored, he could do anything right now and I wouldn’t stop him. Suddenly I was off the floor, lifted into his arms and moving. I felt us lower to the couch, never breaking the kiss. I was straddling his lap, my dress practically up to my waist. I wiggled, settling my core over his hardened length. I shamelessly rocked my hips and we both moaned. I was on fire. I needed more so I rocked again. He tore his lips from mine and I whined. Bastien’s chuckle did things to me and I wanted to please him even more. He trailed scorching kisses across my jawline and down my throat. He licked and sucked at the skin on my neck. My hips gyrated in the same rhythm as his mouth. “Oh, gods,” I panted. “Bastien will do, Dove.” “Bastien.” “I love my name on your tongue. Be a good girl and say it when you come for me.”
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The Worst Kind of Love
by Jonah Evarts
Genre: YA Fiction
This is a love story. Just not the kind you're thinking of.
Jaden is dealing with some major heart aches as he enters his first semester of college. All he wants is to forget about his ex, find a new girlfriend, and get semi-decent grades. But life has much more complicated plans for him. During his first day of class, he meets Cole, probably the most attractive male human being on the planet. Jaden is immediately overshadowed, throwing a wrench in his plans to find a girlfriend. It doesn't help that the single girl he is interested in wants absolutely nothing to do with him.
That soon becomes the least of his problems, as old enemies of his mental health, family, and way of thinking begin to overtake his life. Jaden tells a story of friendship, learning, and love as he uncovers truths about himself and life. A journey of endurance and self-growth awaits him as he skates through the roller-coaster that is life with many movie nights and plenty of good food to help him get by.
He isn't trying to have a love story, but he's getting one anyway. With himself.
**only .99 cents!!**
Jonah Evarts is only 18 years old, and began writing his debut novel when he was just 15. He lives in Manhattan, Kansas with two old people who gave birth to him, a twenty-something dude that lives in the basement, and two adorable canines. Growing up as a military child, Jonah lived in Alabama, Georgia, Texas, and Korea (yes really) before coming to Kansas. He says that Kansas is boring. He may be correct. Jonah loves movies, music, and the occasional writing of a book. He hopes to combine these three activities in the future, and make a career out of it. Support this poor man-child in his attempt to do something with his life.
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It Ends Here
Rebekka Franck Book 10
by Willow Rose
Genre: Mystery, Thriller
Every Parent's Worst Fear!
Inspired by a true story!
She thought it would be okay.
She thought her son would be fine if she left him in the car.
It was after all just for a few minutes while she went to grab something at the store. It was no big deal. But when Mrs. Cunningham came back out from the store, the car was empty, and her 5-year-old boy was gone.
In a town filled with dark secrets, who will you dare to believe?
Reporter Rebekka Franck is traveling to central Florida to interview a famous author when the body of a young boy turns up inside an abandoned house.
The death of the boy leaves the small town of Webster horror-stricken.
Forty years ago, another little boy was found killed in that exact same house.
Now they are all asking themselves: Will it end here?
As Rebekka Franck digs deep into the story, she realizes this town is harboring a lot of secrets that some people will go to extremes to keep hidden.
This highly anticipated and exhilarating new chapter in the Bestselling Rebekka Franck Mystery series,IT ENDS HERE, is a stand-alone mystery. It serves up a double dose of nail-biting, chilling suspense, twists, and shocking revelations as only #1 Amazon bestselling author Willow Rose can. This mystery is determined to terrify you. No one is more addicting than the Queen of Scream.
The Queen of Scream aka Willow Rose is a #1 Amazon Best-selling Author and an Amazon ALL-star Author of more than 60 novels.
She writes Mystery, Thriller, Paranormal, Romance, Suspense, Horror, Supernatural thrillers, and Fantasy.
Willow's books are fast-paced, nail-biting pageturners with twists you won't see coming. Several of her books have reached the Kindle top 10 of ALL books in the US, UK, and Canada. She has sold more than three million books.
Willow lives on Florida's Space Coast with her husband and two daughters. When she is not writing or reading, you will find her surfing and watch the dolphins play in the waves of the Atlantic Ocean.
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Title: Unlikely Friends
Author: Sahar Abdulaziz
Genre: Contemporary Fiction/ Humor/ Satire
Release Date: February 19, 2019
Cover Designer: Patrick knowles Patrick Knowles Design
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
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Irwin is not only the local Librarian; he’s also a book snob and an all-around grouch. There’s nothing he values more than his privacy. As a loner, he’s happy to be surrounded by books instead of subjected to the incessant blatherings of dysfunctional people.
The one thing Irwin despises more than people is change. He’s content in his predictable, routine existence…until a young girl barrels her way into his dreary life and turns it upside down.
Harper is witty, smart, free-spirited—but most of all, stubborn. Baffled by her need to gain his friendship, Irwin does his best to brush her off, but Harper refuses to budge. In fact, it only makes her latch onto him even more. Friendship, after all, can be found in the most unusual places.
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Cornelia plucked another cookie from the tin. “And what part, if any, do you play in this family tragedy?”
“Good question. And to be honest, I’m not sure, except the kid has latched onto me. For whatever reason, Harper’s got it into her head that I can do something to help her.” Irwin threw his palms in the air. “I’ve barely spoken to this kid if you don’t count our daily exchange of obnoxious notes and verbal potshots.”
Irwin walked the dirty dishes to the sink. “Well, time for me to pack it in for the night.” Cornelia feigned a yawn. “I’m exhausted, and I have a big day tomorrow.” She stood and stretched. “Remember, Irwin. Harper needs a friend right now and like it or not, you’re it.”
Irwin groaned and began washing out the mugs.
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“Abdulaziz is a master at crafting a thriller that is paced by truth.”
Sahar Abdulaziz has authored seven books: But You LOOK Just Fine [Health/non-fiction], As One Door Closes [Contemporary Fiction], The Broken Half [Contemporary Fiction], Secrets That Find Us [Fiction/Thriller/Suspense], Tight Rope [Thriller/Political Fiction], Expendable [Psychological suspense] and her children’s book, The Dino Flu. Her next literary fiction novel, Unlikely Friends, is due for release Feb 19, 2019. Abdulaziz’s work covers a wide range of hard-hitting topics: mood disorders [depression, anxiety, PTSD, OCD, PPD], domestic violence and sexual assault, marital and family dysfunction, racism, sexism, and prejudice, but most of all–survivorship. Her multidimensional characters have been described as having “substance and soul.”
Originally from New York, Sahar moved to Pennsylvania in 1993 with her growing family. She holds a Bachelor’s degree in psychology and a Master of Science degree in Health and Wellness Promotion and Administration, as well as a certification in Community Health Administration. In 1995, she received a Certificate in Sexual Assault and Domestic Violence Crisis Intervention Counseling, and shortly after, as a Domestic Violence/Sexual Assault Counselor/Advocate. She volunteered for many years as a hotline worker and counselor/advocate. In 2016, Abdulaziz received an award for Community Written Expression at the Second Annual Monroe County Image Awards and in 2018, nominated for the Rabata, ‘We Are Aisha’ Award in the category Writer/Author. Most recently, she has guest co-hosted for Sistah Chat Radio, WESS 90.3 FM, Gynesis Radio, and is a member of the Pocono Liar’s Writer’s Club. Rep’d by Djarabi Kitabs Publishing and Limitless Publishing.
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